I don't want to be in the cone again.
The life I love is running with my friends.
And here I am back in the cone again.
My apologies to Willie Nelson for the above.
The doctor cleaned it out, then told us that it needs to be surgically removed. There's a catch. First it has to fill up again so they can remove the whole thing. She gave us antibiotics and a special spray to keep the toes from itching while we wait for it to fill up. It could be a matter of days or weeks, or with any real luck, maybe it won't fill up again. No, our luck doesn't work that way.
So now we wait and Samba wears the cone in the meantime to prevent ripping her foot apart.