Friday, May 28, 2010
My Toenail Fell Off! Yikes!
So Dr. Connie took me to another doctor whose name I don't remember, and he bandaged my foot with a pink bandage. And then they put a Cone of Shame on my head and took me out to the lobby where Mom was waiting. And Mom said she did not want to pay for the Cone of Shame because she already had several of them at home, so they took it off me, but Mom had to pay for my bandage, which cost $26. Mom said she could have just done it herself at home, and it would have cost a lot less, but she didn't really have a choice because my toenail fell off while we were at that expensive Mission MedVet place.
Anyway, when we got home, Mom found a cone for me to wear, and she put it on me, even though I squirmed and wiggled a whole lot. Mom thought I would find a way to take the cone off, but so far I haven't figured out how to do that. I have been way too busy trying to figure out how to walk around and jump on the sofa and sleep and go up stairs with the stupid thing on. I am getting better at doing these things, but I still have a lot to learn. Mostly, I just let Mom carry me up the stairs, but going down is easier, so I can do that all by myself.
Mom said she is very proud of me for leaving my cone on. She says that I look trés femme with my pink bandage. That is French for "very girlish." I like being so pretty and stylish, but I don't like having to wear a bandage that makes me walk funny!