Yup. We’re still here.
Still stuck in a cone.
It’s hard for LP when she can’t chase balls, lick my face, or play with her friends (they’re all terrified of her cone, so they keep a good distance from her, poor bean).
Heck, she can’t even eat or drink water without my lifting the bowl up for her.
But perhaps this time of rest and contemplation is good for her puggie soul, because, really, she is a lucky little girl.
I like to think that she’s using her extra energy to heal her eye, but I rather suspect she’s actually carefully plotting out how she’s going to wreak havoc when she’s finally cone-free again.
Keep healing, bubbah, keep healing!
Lola Pug 
Hang in there HRH and Bec ! Hugs from Sandi and the gang at Kingstar !!
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Thanks, Sandi! Mama’s trying to keep my busy, but it sucks.
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That face! Your mum is going to have to give you anything you want at the end of your cone sentence. Praying you are healing and for a cone-less 2013!
Love,
Christy
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Thanks, Christy! Mama’s giving me lots of skritches, and she thinks it’s going to take some time for me to get used to being cone-free, but we’re taking it one day at a time. I’m SOOOOO bummed, but I’m otherwise healthy, right?
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