Wishful Thinking!

Well... mom and I have already had a fight this morning... I spent the whole night coneless and now she thinks I should have it on again just cuz she's going out!

She says my paw looks like it's a bit red because someone may have been licking it...

I don't think so... I'm just trying to get the stitches out!

That cone isn't going on this head again, lady!!!

Guess I lost that one...

Maybe I'll fare better tomorrow.

Sigh...

As if it isn't bad enough to have to wear a cone...

and listen while they call me 'Conehead'...

Now they're making me look silly!

Go ahead... have your fun...

Just remember one thing...

I know where you guys live!

The Conehead Sleeps...

I thought Sam's head was big BEFORE he went all conehead on me but now...

He can't even fit it on the sofa!

How is this comfortable?

Mom has stopped his pain meds... she thinks it may have affected his brain.

I told her it has nothing to do with the meds...