Monday, September 30, 2013

Challenge Accepted

In a recent post, I wrote about how Cooper was determined to try to break free of his plastic collar after his surgery, which included a photo added later in the day. The caption under the photo of Cooper wearing his new ProCollar read, "Try and get outta that, you little shit.' I hesitated writing those words - partially for profanity's sake, but also because those are fighting words. I should know better than to tempt the universe.

I suppose it was just a matter of time. It's sort of like the Tootsie Pop riddle, 'How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?', except our version was 'How many days can Cooper go before destroying the inflatable collar?'

After submerging the inflatable insert to find the leak and
repeatedly duct taping spots, the insert never stayed inflated.

The answer to that question is four. Within four days, Cooper managed to get the ProCollar over his head and pop the insert. Arrrgh! 

Cooper and collar numero dos.
All that rebelliousness is hard work!

Thankfully, Petco replaced it. Let's hope this collar lasts 5 more days until the sutures come out. 

*crossing fingers*


  1. I really thought I commented on this, but apparently it didn't go through. Sorry! Cooper is adorable--he really should be grateful that you aren't making him wear the cone of shame.

  2. I'm thrilled to see your comment, Em!

    The beauty of the ProCollar is that he has his peripheral vision unlike the 'cone of shame' - which makes an enormous difference over how much he fights it.

    It comes with it's share of humiliation, though. Last night at obedience class, there were several jokes about whether he was 'going swimming' or 'off to play bumper boats'. It really *does* look like some sort of life vest or inner tube :)