Ah, just a quick update (not that I’ve been spectacular on posting of late) on our little puppy of eleven years. Last week we got confirmation that tumor was benign, and today she went in and got her stitches removed. Cone comes off on Monday, not a moment too soon. Zoe adapted quickly to life with a cone – she uses it as both a blunt instrument and like a deer catcher, mowing down anything in her way. Its actually a small miracle that the cone has survived, given how beaten up and battered it looks.