Our daughter and son-in-law’s dog, Bradley, often visits us in our barn-house — probably because he has full views through the glass in our front and back doors, keeping guard over the property from the air-conditioned comfort of inside. His over-thick Great Pyrenees coat can be a bit much in Texas’ heat (and he does Love his comfort!)
Bradley took one look at Bill wearing his neck brace and seemed to be laughing at him. He recently had to wear a doggy “cone of shame” to prevent his licking and chewing at his skin, probably from nerves. Either our daughter or son-in-law have been staying out here at the farm to help care for the goats while Bill is unable to, and Bradley is having a hard time adjusting to one or the other not being home where he thinks they belong.
Now we call the neck brace Bill’s “cone of shame”.
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| Bradley with one of his cats, Reeces |
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