One of his incisions was infected, so he has had to wear the cone a bit longer. And go back to the doctor every day for bandage changes. Hopefully, they all come out tomorrow. Because:
After the game, Gibbs went into his crate with a Kong and I went to the hospital to see my mother. When I came home, he had torn up the bandages. Oddly, the wound was still covered, but obviously the cone wasn’t doing its job. As I took him to the backyard to do his business, he dragged the cone into the mud.
The cone came off. I changed his bandages myself – have to remember to restock – and it didn’t look too bad. I really, really hope we are done with this now.
This dog needs to go back to camp.