Poor Kahlua is hating her cone of shame and she is hating being on bed rest. I won't let her wrestle with Diesel. I won't let her run excessively. I won't let her jump. I won't let her rip out her stitches. I won't let Diesel rip out her stitches. And when she brings me her football I take it away. Life is so unfair! She also feels that it is unfair that I don't appreciate her amazing Houdini skills. She managed to escape her crate while wearing the cone. Either we forgot to latch the bottom latch on one of her doors or she managed to unlatch it and she somehow squeezed out the bottom while the top was still locked.... all while wearing her cone! We found her outside of the crate with the crate still latched shut and her still in her cone. Miss Houdini for sure.