{154 days old}

Car ride at 5 months old.  Her first time riding in the front seat (back was filled with landscaping supplies).  She wasn't very comfortable.  Don't think she'd be able to fit in the front seat anymore.

And one more night of the cone of shame.  As much as she hated it, she looks so cute with it on!

{151 days old: the cone of shame}

Day after spay day, Darwin was still so pathetic looking.  Since we were leaving her home unsupervised, we decided it would be safer to put her cone on just in case!  So we put it on, and it was like her kryptonite.

She just sat there with her head down.  I took her outside for her morning potty break and she couldn't even manage to pee with it on.  I had to take it off, and then she could use the bathroom.  
We got back in the house, and put her in the kitchen, and tried to feed her.  She was so sad, she couldn't even stand to eat.

So sad.  We left her with her cone on while we were gone, and promptly took it off when we got home.  She was so relieved.  We monitored her cone-less, and she didn't bother her stiches, so she remained cone free for the remainder of her healing time.
Jason's parents even sent a get well card to her: