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glynndah

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My cat has been wearing the cone of shame for the past two weeks due to facial surgery to remove a tumor. Apparently his judgment concerning his size {about seventeen pounds, I think} is affected by this apparatus -- or maybe he's trying to dislodge it. He's been scraping his cone along the edges of doorways, under chairs, etc. He's also been licking the inside of the cone in a valiant attempt to groom himself. It sounds like I've been living in the soundtrack of a low-budget horror movie.

"Listen! Do you hear that? It's the ... Eeeeeek!"
 
Try having one on a 100+ pound German Shepard.

I think the final tally was two lamps, a vase, three coffee mugs a $200 Godzilla bust and innumerable blows to the head of my other Shepard as he attempted to play with him (or maybe he really was trying to beat on him.
 
Try having one on a 100+ pound German Shepard.

I think the final tally was two lamps, a vase, three coffee mugs a $200 Godzilla bust and innumerable blows to the head of my other Shepard as he attempted to play with him (or maybe he really was trying to beat on him.

My other cat, his brother, has done nothing but hiss and spit and snarl at him, along with the occasional sneak attack when he thinks he can get away with it. When the injured cat gets his stitches out and the cone off {today}, we're seriously considering wrestling the other cat down and making him wear the cone for a while.
 
My other cat, his brother, has done nothing but hiss and spit and snarl at him, along with the occasional sneak attack when he thinks he can get away with it. When the injured cat gets his stitches out and the cone off {today}, we're seriously considering wrestling the other cat down and making him wear the cone for a while.

Lex Talionis Kitty style:D
 
This is just a quick thought, off the top of my head thing.
I feel that the problem is that your vet put a plain white cone on your cat. The cat, obviously a bon vivant, is yearning for a DESIGNER cone. Something to reflect the cat's individuality. Plain white? Bah!
 
This is just a quick thought, off the top of my head thing.
I feel that the problem is that your vet put a plain white cone on your cat. The cat, obviously a bon vivant, is yearning for a DESIGNER cone. Something to reflect the cat's individuality. Plain white? Bah!

Of course! I should have got out my Sharpies!
 
Sometimes it's statements like that are "Don't ask and I won't tell" types.
 
He he he. Boy is that kitty going to be happy to get out of that cone. And to get some revenge on the brother. Catmania!
 
My other cat, his brother, has done nothing but hiss and spit and snarl at him, along with the occasional sneak attack when he thinks he can get away with it. When the injured cat gets his stitches out and the cone off {today}, we're seriously considering wrestling the other cat down and making him wear the cone for a while.

What a good idea.
But only for a while . . .
 
They clipped all the whiskers from the affected side! Poor thing. No wonder he's been lumbering about like some sort of mammalian Komodo dragon.

One would think the Vets would would cut both sides. . . .
 
Cats often operate in low light conditions. The whiskers are crash alert warnings. A cat with no whiskers is operating without what several million years of evolution tell him/her is essential equipment. BIG problem.
 
My cat has been wearing the cone of shame for the past two weeks due to facial surgery to remove a tumor. Apparently his judgment concerning his size {about seventeen pounds, I think} is affected by this apparatus -- or maybe he's trying to dislodge it. He's been scraping his cone along the edges of doorways, under chairs, etc. He's also been licking the inside of the cone in a valiant attempt to groom himself. It sounds like I've been living in the soundtrack of a low-budget horror movie.

"Listen! Do you hear that? It's the ... Eeeeeek!"

Halloween is near and I've heard Thud is looking for some part time work...maybe he's been practicing for the corn maze down the road, or the House o Horrors down at the Snarl...
 
One would think the Vets would would cut both sides. . . .
I doubt whisker symmetry was one of the things he was concerned with.

Cats often operate in low light conditions. The whiskers are crash alert warnings. A cat with no whiskers is operating without what several million years of evolution tell him/her is essential equipment. BIG problem.
Yes, especially since he is not the sharpest crayon in the cookie jar at the best of times.

Halloween is near and I've heard Thud is looking for some part time work...maybe he's been practicing for the corn maze down the road, or the House o Horrors down at the Snarl...
Oh, he's a shoo in for best of show in the Pet Sematary exhibition, although he does look much better now that he can actually groom himself, not just lick the inside of the cone of shame.
 
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