It's Day Six since I started wearing my new transparent "chapeau."
If I must say so myself, I've made the best of it. I can run up and down the stairs like before, if I just lift my head up a bit. And if I snooze with my head on my paws, the darn thing doesn't get too much in my way. I can jump on the couch and, if Mom clears a path, I can now jump on her lap without causing any damage.
Still, it's a dangbang nuisance. So, this morning, with a few good shakes after breakfast, why I managed to split the whole collar in two. Mom was at a meeting, so Dogdad was working from home to keep an eye on us. When he saw what had happened, he shook his head and sighed, "Goof ball, what have you done?" Gotta' fix this before Mom gets home!"
Fortunately, in his hall "workshop," he found some wide transparent tape, and patched the collar up. He was going to use duct tape -- we have rolls and rolls of duct tape as part of our hurricane season supplies -- but then he decided Mom would not be too happy with that fix.
Not sure what to do next. But it's only a few more days, I hope.
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