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24 Mar

There are good cones:

ice cream cones, party hats, and pine cones.

There are bad cones:

volcanic cones, and traffic cones.

And then there is the dreaded



Lucy has managed to avoid the cone until today. She had a dental cleaning and lump removal on Monday and I’ve stayed home with her for the last two days taking care of her. She’s been a good girl and hasn’t had to wear a cone. But, I can’t stay home forever, so I pulled out the cone and tested it out.

I bought this cone, a soft cone, almost seven years ago when Fiona had a cancerous tumor on her ear. She had almost 100 stitches that ran from the top of her head and down the length of her 9-1/2 inch ear. She had a lot of surgeries over the years and I certainly got my money’s worth. Unlike Fiona, Lucy has been a pretty healthy girl.

I’ve knit a baby sweater and read a lot while tending to my little patient, but today, I need to get out of the house.

Let’s hope Lucy doesn’t figure out how to get out of the cone.




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