Brindy continues to adjust to the cone she has to wear. She still catches it on things, but not to the extent that she did at first. It does make it difficult for her to tell where sounds are coming from, and she often goes trotting off in the opposite direction from which I’m calling her. And mom is still accumulating bruises on her legs from when Brindy walks into her with the cone.
But she has found one advantage. The dates she is so determined to find when we are out walking are no longer just sitting around to be easily grabbed. This is what lead her to poking around in the bushes in the first place, which is how I’m sure she hurt her eye. She has now figured out that if she buries the cone in the gravel and gives it a little flick, the gravel goes flying and new dates are uncovered. Sometimes she’s just too clever!
Tuples and Attributes 