The stitches came out today, and the comedy cone is gone...what's left of it, anyway. Note all of the wrinkles and dents and the duct tape used to fix it where Murphy cracked it by running into stuff at top speed.
And he never ceased to hit things with it, or run into the back of my legs every time I stopped walking because he follows too closely. On the plus side, my basketball skills have gotten much better over the past two weeks as I've seldom missed an opportunity to lob dog snacks, crumpled-up paper or dirty t-shirts into the "hoop".
Well ok, I had to stop with the t-shirts after he decided to start tearing them up. But otherwise it's been fun.
Now it's over though, and he's back to being "normal".
Free at last, Free at last. Thank God Almighty, I'm free at last!