Tuesday, March 29, 2011

My little spayed cone head.

I am never going to the vet again. Ever. 


 

Do you feel sorry for me? You should! 





I can't itch my neck. Yes. Please. That's the spot. 



If you don't give me peanut butter with THIS face? I don't know what else will break you.


Kisses are good. But peanut butter is better. 


You're going to put these pictures online so they can laugh at me aren't you? 

  



Our little tuna puppy got fixed. She's better at this point. But still wearing the cone. And "limiting exercise" with a 6 month old beagle puppy has proved to be a pretty impossible task. 

Tuna and I have rotated between calling her cone-head, lamp shade, and light bulb all week. 

She loves us just the same. 

Love, 
Little Tuna

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