the proud owner of a new fabric cone of shame. A few weeks ago we took a trip to Great Wolf Lodge. I had the fab idea (which will reveal itself to be not so fab in a moment) to bring the Doodle and board him at a fancy kennel near G.W.L. All seemed to have gone seamlessly until 15 minutes into the drive home when I heard from the backseat: EW, Mama. Charming has a big, big hole in his ... Continue Reading