Thursday, November 11, 2010

Cone Head

Luke has been wearing a cone to protect his eyes from him scratching them . This picture of him was actually taken when he got neutered so lucky for you it does not show what his eyes look like, although they are looking a lot better. We haven't been able to see any improvement on his vision, it seems he may be blind after all. He navigates quite well with his cone, bumping into the walls and furniture, but definitely making his way around. It is hard for him to drink and eat with it on. I imagine it would feel quite claustrophobic to drink from a bowl with a cone around the neck. But he manages even wagging his tail.




















I think humans need to go through phases of wearing cones. I need to wear a cone around my neck, then it wouldn't irritate me as much that my shower has lame pressure, that my kids like to sprinkle crap all around the house, that no matter how many times I do the dishes on any given day there will always be more waiting for me. None of these things would be as irritating as wearing that darn cone.

Early this week we took Luke's cone off. He was so excited I think he forgot he was blind. In fact on Monday night we decided to walk to Grandpa Ronnie's and Grandma Babs to give uncle Dan a card for passing his personal trainers test (yeah Dan). I asked Benjamin if we should take Luke with us, he thought he "wouldn't be up to it." We took of on our walk and two blocks later guess who caught up to us in the dark, Luke. Since Luke is blind I guess it is always dark for him, I think it was his way of saying "hey man I don't have a cone on my head I am up to anything!"

In the past my "cone" was living on the land without electricity and running water, but that has past. I need a cone to appreciate debt, I need a cone to appreciate cleaning, I need a cone to appreciate motherhood in all its splendor, I need a cone to appreciate health. Then when we saw another human wearing a cone we would instantly know that they were experiencing a lesson and to try and help. "That poor guy is wearing a cone maybe he is trying to appreciate his wife more, let me buy some flowers for him so he can give them to her"......



This is a picture of a "littlest pet shop" it is part of a veterinary series, even toys get cones to help them appreciate that they are not lunch boxes.

1 comment:

Grandpa Howe said...

Luke is such a cool dog. I can't imagine how shocked you must have been when he showed up Monday night. At our house it was hard to tell he couldn't see until he jumped off the couch and ran right into the side of my Lazy Boy.

I could use a cone to keep me out of the ice cream. Hmm, an ice cream cone...