This is Rosie. She stayed with us while her family was in Hawaii. We're that kind of family...we'll watch your dog. Sure, bring them over.
As you can see, Rosie has been endowed with the worst the canine world has to offer--the dreaded cone. My guess is it's sort of like the dog equivalent of having to wear your headgear out in public.
Good 'ol Rosie seemed oblivious to the humiliation she was having to live through until her paw healed and went about her business.
When Rosie has stayed with us before, she has always slept under the bed when the lights go out. She would get flat and low then crawl as far under as she could.
(You know where this is going.)
This time, as we lay there in our bed Larry and I heard this : pant pant pant...bonk...bonk...bonk...pant pant pant...bonk...bonk...bonk.
Then she'd walk over to the other side of the bed: pant pant pant...bonk...bonk...bonk...pant pant pant...bonk...bonk...bonk. This went on about six or seven times for the first three nights.
Each time we laughed harder. She finally got it through her coned head she wasn't getting under that bed.
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Poor Rosie and her satellite dish head gear....the humilation. I am certain George and Hazel were still friendly if not a bit confused by her new 'necklace'.....
Posted by: Marcy Massura-The Glamorous Life | September 16, 2008 at 02:44 PM
I hate things that go "bonk" in the night.
Posted by: Well Behaved Krissy | September 16, 2008 at 03:32 PM
Oh sure...pictures of late-night shopping but no video of Rosie going bonk in the night? We were robbed! :)
Posted by: Nannette Spencer | September 16, 2008 at 04:25 PM
LOL! Poor Rosie. I've always felt so badly for dogs with those cone thingies.
Posted by: Domestic Spaz | September 16, 2008 at 07:48 PM
That dog would be in the garage at the first bonk. You really are an animal lover. AH! HEADGEAR! Don't remind me!
Posted by: Debs | September 16, 2008 at 10:51 PM
awww poor Rosie - she has that elizabethan collar!
Posted by: Amy | September 16, 2008 at 11:34 PM
Poor Rosie. I'm glad it was you and not me, I would have laughed so hard the sheets would have to be changed.
Posted by: Mental P Mama | September 17, 2008 at 04:47 AM
Poor little thing! It's a shame she was such a slow learner!! Life is tough...get a helmet :)
Posted by: Big Hair Envy | September 17, 2008 at 08:51 AM