My Vet, has once again called me out for letting my dog rule my life ... Duke's foot since his surgery has become what we've dubbed "MONSTER FOOT" or I call it Monster Footitis. The foot that had surgery looks like it belongs to a golden retriever while Duke is a 34 pound mutt.To reiterate what has been said in previous posts (Ahem):
I AM A CRAZY DOG LADY.
Seeing my pooch all bandaged up and knowing we have to put a cone on him not only at night but also when we leave the house, fills me with pain and dread. I just know we're going to come home and find duke choking himself somehow with the cone. I also feel terrible because we've had 5 days of beautiful weather and Duke can't even go for a short walk (okay, he recently got cleared for no more that 3 10-minute walks a day broken up and spaced out). But, I digress, now I fret over this Monster Foot. I thought elevation would help, so now Duke has his own little body pillow and he half spoons with it in order to elevate his Monster Foot. The vet's office thought this was the funniest thing they had ever heard of, especially because my dog is a willing participate. Their exact words "Well, I guess we know who wears the pants in that household."
Allow me to show you:
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