On another note

After two weeks of hell -- for everybody -- Joey lost his plastic fashion accessory over the weekend. The beast has butted heads with door frames, furniture, walls, etc., so many times, that the collar was no longer round. It was time for it to go away.

Amelia came to visit for a few days, approximately 48 hours after Joey's surgery and was initially, rather wigged over what became known as Joey's "hat."



We've always been a vet's nightmare in the dog treat department. Our other Goldens were frequently treated to DQ children's sized soft ice cream cones. So it was no surprise when John promised Joey an ice cream cone when he regained his neck freedom. Only, John didn't buy a child's cone.





Considering what happened to the dog, an ice cream cone seemed rather cheap. As Megan put it, "If he'd been a girl, this whole thing should have demanded a Tiffany box."