Yesterday was much better for him. We went shopping, but when we came back he was out of the crate from late afternoon until about midnight.
I've found a treat he really enjoys. He can't go to the beach (no sand or too much wind allowed) but I take him out on the road on the other side of the house - its protected from most of the wind by the dunes and houses, and he trots up and down the road, very happy.
While he doesn't keep his eyes wide open all the time, he often does - especially when we go outside. He's adjusting as well as can be expected to having to wear the cone ALL the time, and he's navigating around the house pretty darned well, for it being all new to him - which leads me to believe he may very well not have that cognitive disorder the local vet also diagnosed him with. I believe there's a very good chance it was just that his eyes hurt SO much that it was effecting his ability to get around the house.
Stupid vets ... I'm still REALLY ticked that they misdiagnosed him for so long that things got to that condition. I haven't decided what I'm going to do about it yet. But more on that another time.
Right now the important thing is that he's doing well, and seems to be enjoying himself, as much as he can with a lampshade on his head and stitches in his eye.
As for me, an awesome thunderstorm blew through here early this morning, but it's clearing now, so I'm going to walk down to the beach.
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