See anything wrong with this picture?
Like, the fact that I'm sitting in my crate and my neck brace to keep me away from my tail isn't around my neck, but instead, it's hanging out in the back of the crate? The momma took this picture, then realized that I chewed my tail wrap off and chewed the tip of my tail causing my surgery site to split open again. There was a lot of blood, and a 1am trip to the emergency vet (the parents just got home from a party). A few staples later, I have another month of healing a head of me.
The momma called Dr. Mike this morning, he's not thrilled about the staples, but we're hoping they hold because if they don't, or if I get to my tail again, I have to go in for another surgery. Dr. Mike and the momma also decided to spike my creamy cheeses with tranquillizers until I heal so I don't do more damage to my tail.
I think I'm officially on the Naughty List.