Bella has a new cone (the Comfy Cone). She seems to prefer this one to the plastic monstrosity she was wearing on Saturday. Her navigation has improved. It also makes drinking easier and appears to make sleeping more comfortable.
However, the new cone has not caused her to develop an appreciation for life as the sole occupant of Coney Island in our household. I still catch her shooting me dirty looks on a regular basis. The fact that I keep referring to her as Coney Island and Coney McConerson probably isn’t helping matters. (When she takes a nap in the middle of the living room these days, she’s like her own little island of annoyance. I wouldn’t recommend it as a tourist destination.)
I asked Bella to watch the following video shared with me by Pamela from Something Wagging This Way Comes. She was not amused (apparently they don’t enjoy cone humor on Coney Island). However, as a not-so-proud member of the People’s Republic of Evil Cone Purchasers, I found it highly entertaining.
Thanks for sending this my way, Pamela. I love it!
On a related note, I think Bella has been deploying her cone to score maximum sympathy points. Last night, those points were awarded in the form of chicken. The cone has really upped her game in the begging department.
Tomorrow, I reveal what Bella’s going as for Halloween… any guesses? (Hint: the cone is involved.)