Poor Nebo,
Rocky had to wear one of those contraptions,
when he had surgery on his toe.
My Rocky, figured a way how to stand up, press
the Elizabethian collar in such a way that it would
bend when touching the ground so he could lick his paw.
Needless to say after he figured that out, the
collar served no purpose.


Poor Nebo, it will be over soon and that
collar will be off again.