Sheryl had The Dude fitted for a ‘cone’ yesterday since he was licking the area where he was almost eviscerated – sorry, accidentally cut.He’s feeling quite sorry for himself and acting pouty and depressed. We had him sleep in our room last night – with Ben. Not a problem. Except Rocky kept on trying to open the bedroom door most of the night. He would have succeeded too, (he usually does) except TLATO had barricaded the door with a large cat stand. Even Rocky could not budge the door and the weight of the stand. But boy, did he try.
We both have headaches this morning thanks to his all night endeavours!
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