Space cadet dog.

He wouldn't stop chewing so now he's wearing the cone. And he is not happy about it. He moves like it weighs a hundred pounds (when he can bring himself to move at all), he whimpers, and he stares at us with a “how could you do this to me???” look. He's really quite pathetic.

And if he's trying to lay a guilt trip on us, it's half working. Ice feels terrible.

Posted by Ripley on November 04, 2003