Tate’s Onesie

They just keep on coming up with new and creative ways to humiliate me.

Our latest effort.  Leg through the neck, tail through the armhole and snap around the waist.  He can even pee with this!  I just can’t deal with his reaction to the cone, he freezes with a stunned look in his eyes and stays like that…until we’re not around and then he slips out of it.  I can’t bring myself to torture him with it.  If this doesn’t work, tomorrow we’ll try to find a donut like Maddie’s.

Author: tatespeeps

Tate came to us in October 2007, was diagnosed with histiocytic sarcoma in February 2011, had a hemipelvectomy on March 15, 2011, and left us on November 28, 2011. He was 5 years old. View all posts by tatespeeps