HOW does he do that??????

Ray just won't leave his monkey butt alone. He has found, that if he tries really hard, he can still lick his hot spot while wearing his flotation device. So today, I headed to the pet store to purchase an Elizabethan Collar, otherwise known as the cone of shame.
After pricing out a few different models, I decided that maybe I should attempt to make one. I figured the hard plastic ones would just be trouble with a capital "T" for the blind hound and the soft, fabric ones were just really expensive. So I came home and, using stuff that I had on hand, constructed a soft cone with a flexible wire rim to keep the fabric from flopping over his eyes. (I make it sound like I just whipped it up, but with all the trial and error involved, it took me ALL DAY.) Although not perfect, I was pretty pleased with the results.
I threaded Ray's dog collar through the straps on the cone and strapped it onto the dog. I watched Ray climb up on his chair and curl himself into a miserable little ball, then went to take a shower. (There's a lot of sweat involved in thinking hard.)

Sister Mary Ray

After a refreshing respite, I exited the bathroom and entered the bedroom. There was Ray, stretched out on the bed, his cone and collar not on him but tossed casually to one side.  Sigh.