Day One Hundred and Sixty-One: Conehead
I had my kitty Gracie spayed and I was worried that she'd lick at the wound while I was gone at work and couldn't watch her, so she got to wear the head cone. I kind of wish I could have her wear it every now and then just for the sheer cuteness of it.
She's no longer wearing the headcone, but I still call her Conehead.
