Thanks, Bubba. Alas, she sulked more about that bucket than anything else in life. We would take it off to flush out her wound and then when we put it back on she would flop herself down on the floor and glare at us in a grade-A kitty sulk. Which did not improve when we laughed at her. It's hard to be dignified when your head is stuck in a plastic cone.
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Date: 2008-03-27 02:53 pm (UTC)