the cone of shame.

this is sir winston's favorite model pose affectionately named "the depths of despair."

{the eye boogers are a nice added touch, don't you think?}

somebody thought it was a good idea to run like a maniac through his aunt's yard to the point of needing stitches on his foot...

his punishment? 

lack of peripheral vision and a stylish hat to wear for the past 10 days.

sir winston is not the only one suffering though.

our checking account is taking one for the team.

and i personally am getting pretty tired of him running into my legs every 5 minutes because he never quite knows where he's going.

on a positive note, he is getting a lot of extra time on the our bed and his antibiotics wrapped in treats because i do feel bad for the poor guy.

underbite and cone of shame? 

somebody needs to catch a break.

fortunately for him, he lost the cone today.

unfortunately for us, we lost our constant entertainment.

aside from just being pathetic, it was pretty hilarious.

p.s. i did a guest post on denver home companion yesterday. you should probably read it:)

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