Buzz’s head is still circled by a cone.
The sore on his paw is reduced in size but not gone, so the old hound still can’t be trusted not to lick it. We got the largest cone available, about six feet in diameter at its broadest point, but that wasn’t big enough. Buzz still managed to get his tongue on the sore, something that only makes it worse. Some people put bumper stickers on their cars bragging about their kid making all state or the honor roll; I think I’ll get one that reads “My dog can out-lick your dog.”