The cone comes off Friday morning. This picture was taken Thursday night. We have been taking him for short walks around our neighborhood. Not more than 5-10 minutes. It has been very helpful for his mood.
Had a very nice ride in an Uber this morning. First time I have taken an Uber this year and definitely the first time since this whole mess began. As things seem to happen when you least expect them, hubby's car had a dead battery or he thought starter but we weren't going to get it fixed until after Winslow's cone came off because we didn't want to leave him home alone, even in his crate, we just didn't want him to get to his stitches, even with the cone on. He's determined if he wants to do something. Anyway, so the car was slated to be taken in tomorrow, Friday, for servicing. In the meantime I go out to start the Rogue to go to work this morning and its dead. Dead battery. So how to get to work? Uber it!
The driver who picked me up was great. They were wearing a mask as was I. There was plexiglass between the front seat and the back seat. We had the best conversation that I wish we could have continued for a long time. Got to work 10 minutes late but my temperature was good (97.4) so all was good. Turned out both cars needed new batteries (auto club came to our rescue) so we are good to go. I don't believe in coincidence so I truly believe it was orchestrated by God that I had to take that Uber to work today :)
Felt perfectly safe :)