I will no longer be updating Iron Guide (see below). Instead, I am now writing at my new, personal blog. Though that will be about some of the newer things I'm doing in life, if you want to see updates about Louie, Lester, and now Dusky, add me on Facebook -- there's enough ridiculously cute pictures to go around.

I can't stop laughing. :) I picked up Lester from the vet today. Guess what they'd stuck on him?




An "Elizabethan collar". Right. That sounds way too dignified. It's glorified funnel. But it's a funny ..er.. funnel! Coming home, Lester got stuck on -- I counted :) -- six doors, three staircases, and stumbled over his head once. I tried to not laugh... really! Get this: it's loud, too. Loud? Yup. Ever seen a Labrador try to get at his favorite chew toy but keep getting thwarted by a big funnel wrapped around his head? For every minute of chewing, there's a good five minutes of scraping the cone around the floor, somehow managing to stick the whole open side on the floor and then pushing around the kong across the living room, wondering why the kong keeps staying just a few inches ahead, finally figuring it out and picking up the kong, trying to get a paw on it -- but instead pawing the cone -- and then giving up on the paw, forgetting, and then trying to paw at it again, taking a break for a second [chewing a kong is hard work!], watching the kong roll off... rinse, repeat for a good, oh, I don't know ten times or until benevolent master takes pity and just hands it to him directly. :) It reminds me of his more amusing younger days for some reason.

Lester's a conehead. Just a big, loud, awkward conehead. This is going to be an amusing week. :)

On a more serious note though, I'm not quite sure how the doctors' orders to avoid walking and keep him calm and rested are going to work with my meetings and other things. It pretty much means I can't take him anywhere. I'm not even quite sure how I'm going to leave him in his crate: without the cone, he's going to lick and bite at his stitches, which means they're going to get infected; with the cone, I can't imagine it's very comfortable and, really, I'm not even sure if he's going to fit. =P I was planning on traveling later this week but I'll probably have to push that back a few days. Anyways, the group meeting is tomorrow, so I'll just talk to Heidi and Betsy tomorrow and see what they think. Wish me luck.

Labels: Lester

Permalink | Written at 10:28 PM | Post a comment | 6 comments | Trackbacks

oh.. poor lester!
grandpa koosh... that's enough! don't b sadistic... stop laughing at his pain and discomfort :P
Permalink   | Posted by  Karan at July 1, 2007 10:51 AM

Friends of mine found a "soft" cone collar for when their Rufus had surgery. It was made out of reinforced nylon and didn't sound like a bell when he ran into things. Since Rufus is a corgi he's sensitive to noises so the soft collar upset him much less than the Elizabethan collar did.
Permalink   | Posted by  Kim at July 1, 2007 4:37 PM

Oh, Lester doesn't *really* mind the noise or even the collar, actually. As long as he can play with his kong, he's as happy as a clam -- despite all the bumping and scraping. And I just find it funny. :) Lester woke me up with a big lick this morning and, as soon as I looked up and saw his head and droopy ears encased in that huge plastic cone, I burst out laughing all over again.
Permalink   | Posted by  Kushal C. at July 1, 2007 11:05 PM

That's really cute! My poor sensitive sheltie hated his e-collar! Oh by the way, there's a video of Louie working on another raiser's blog. He was the demo dog at the Oregon graduation Saturday. Here's the link. http://lifewiththedogs.blogspot.com I hope you enjoy seeing your boy!!
Permalink   | Posted by  raiserally at July 2, 2007 7:15 AM

awee poor lester ;P I am so glad avril didn't have to wear one of those collars when she got spayed, thank goodness she didn't care about her stitches ;)
Permalink   | Posted by  Anna at July 2, 2007 12:00 PM

Hey,

If you want to borrow Grete's bigger wire crate that I have at work, I can just bring her plastic crate to work for a short term.

It's 36" L x 24" W x 27" H.

Let me know.

:q!
Permalink   | Posted by  :q! at July 2, 2007 4:46 PM