My Beagle Bump

That's what M calls it, it's really a cyst on my ear (my lovely soft, silky, floppy beagle ears) popped the other day (gross I know) which is what regulated me to the cone of shame.  Let me clear I hate the cone.  It is a) humiliating... I could totally tell that Boxer puppy was laughing at me when I was in the waiting room, I could see it all over his big silly face. And b) terrifying, I keep bumping it into things which is loud and confusing for me.  So clearly the only course of action was to stand still in the kitchen ...

And refuse to eat (this has never happened before) until this strange form of punishment was removed...

Which it was not, but at least M eventually lifted me onto my favorite chair...

However, then she and C began to make up nicknames for me... so far C is winning with satellite (he thinks he's hysterical, wait till this comes off and I eat his Tevas I know they are in the kitchen).  M keeps calling it my bonnet because the bow keeps falling under my chin....I am less than amused

Then today yay! It was removed...

However, I'm still cautiously guarding my ear....

And I heard a rumor I have to sleep with it on again tonight, so I'm still not a happy camper !