Brandon thinks she smells like Smokin' Stokes. I think she smells like the hospital. So, we have an antiseptic barbecue dog. And she runs into walls with her cone. Poor baby :(
In other news, we thought our battery was dead and Brandon walked 1.5 miles to get to a Wal-mart in 20 degree weather, and another 1.5 miles lugging the 35 pound battery back with him. What did he find upon his arrival? Me, sitting in a car that had just started with the heat on. Once his back heals, we'll look back on this and laugh!
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