Cones Of Shame

(If you're just coming in on this, you may want to read part I or Part II).

Sherman has graciously allowed me to write the text for the Story Of DINKH. He'll return to his regular dictorial (What? Oh. Sherman says that's supposed to be dictation) in the next posts.

As mentioned in part II, DINKH had a meeting with Dr. Knife and lost his doghood. And you may recall from an earlier posting where Sherman mentioned nearly losing his pee-pee. Seeing as we have NO interest in that happening again, we made sure to acquire a Cone of Shame, otherwise known as an Elizbethan Collar, or e-collar. This one above came from Petsmart. DINKH was relatively tolerant of it, but still managed to reach his incision and lick at it. Not badly, but we didn't want ANY of that action going on.

Friday on my way in to work I stopped at a pet supply store and picked up the Pro Collar. It's an inflatable style and supposed to be better all the way around. For $28, it damn well ought to be. See picture below.

As you can see, it basically looks like DINKH ran into a tire inner tube and lost. He seems to be tolerant of it as well, but I think he can still manage to reach "down there". Fortunately, he hasn't really shown that much interest in licking his incision, and most of the time he's close to Cindy or myself, so we can stop him. The longer he goes without messing with it, the better. Inspections several times a day show that it's healing well.

We're now up to Saturday night, about 10pm. Things are going well, everyone mostly gets along with only the very occasional border skirmish. Sherman tries to get DINKH to play, but we have to put a stop to that until DINKH's 7 to 10 day healing period is over.

The big decision now is what to do with him. Cindy and I both have grown rather fond of him, and Sherman has a playmate that can keep up with him. I do know that if my friend does take him, he'll have a good home, so I'm not really worried about that aspect of it. DINKH learns fast, seems to like to please, and I think with some training would be a stellar dog. Did I mention we're both fond of him? :)

One thing I forgot to mention in an earlier post is how much this dog can PEE! I swear that his bladder is actually a gateway into another galaxy comprised entirely of pee. We live on 2.2 acres, and I'd swear that in the first 2 days this dog marked each and every tree on property at least twice. Where as Sherman will whiz once on his outing, DINKH goes from tree to bush to tree to tree to... you get the idea. Seriously, half his internal body space must be devoted to his bladder.

That brings the Story of DINKH up to date. Sherman will let you know in a post in a few days where DINKH winds up. Sherman The Self-Centered Dog would also like to remind everyone that this blog is about >him< but since it's a fellow GSD that we're talking about, he's granting the space and bandwidth.

Until next time, on behalf of the Wren pack (Sherman, Makeeta, Moon, JC, Cindy and for now, DINKH), best wishes to all our doggy and human friends out there.

*woof*