Well, Robin wouldn't leave his "ouchie" alone so it could heal. So,
today I got him an Elizabethan Collar. It took two of us to snap it on
him. Then Jeff set Robin down on the floor.

He immediately started trying to back away from it. It came with him.
He turned sideways and then backed up some more. The darned thing
turned and backed up with him!

He backed all the way under and around my chair and into a corner. He
reared up over the trashcan. So I helped him out of the hole he was
in. He laid down for awhile to think things out. then he took two
steps forward and quickly stepped backward again. It came with him.
Darn! He can't fool the thing!

Well, he decided to go to the bedroom; backwards, of course. When he
got to the table in front of the window, he reared up on the chair
with his front feet and then the back feet came up while he was in a
sideways position. Somehow, he made it onto the table, where he sat
looking outside with his head, and collar, against the screen.

Then he discovered something. When he pressed the edge of the thing
against something, it pushed it farther down his neck. So, he spent
the next hour walking up to various things and pushing the collar
down. But no matter how hard he pushed, it wouldn't go past his
shoulders.

So he laid down with his head stretched out on the floor. Pretty soon
i brought a bowl of food to him. I had to help him learn to get the
bottom of the collar under the edge of the dish while he pushed the
top of it against the wall so he could eat. I had to get another bowl
that would work with the collar for his water. So far he hasn't drank
any.

He sits or lays quietly. I think he is depressed. Poor baby. I will
have to give him lots of scritches. But it is just until his "ouchie"
heals.

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CATherine