An Elizabeth collar (yes, that funnel-like collar that is) has to be worn around Olie’s neck to prevent him from licking a wound on his hind leg.
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For the entire week.
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While I’m glad that he can no longer retreat to his comfort zone underneath the sofa – which means I can see him more often – it pains me to see him get frustrated as he struggles to remove the collar with his paws. It also pains me to see him bump into things as a result of the blind corners rendered by the collar. It also pains me to see how uncomfortable it is for him to sleep.
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