I had intended to give Frances a bath last night, because she was ridiculously stinky after being in a cone for a month, but I decided against it. I felt like she had had enough excitement for one day.
So today was bath day. And new collar day. The vet had used her old pink skull collar to strap down her cone, and it was too stinky to salvage.
Aside from her bath, Frances spent the day alternating between napping and playing rolly-poly.
red paper boat 