....you stand outside on the side of the road in the freezing cold, with one foot on the road and the other in a snowbank, bailing dog barf out of a cup holder in the car, where dog, sporting a funnel -shaped cone on his head, has managed to aim. Nope, you surely don't know what you're missing. 'nuff said.
On a more positive note, Odin had his stitches removed and doesn't have to wear the ridiculous cone any more. The pathology report on his eye still isn't back, so we don't know the cause. No matter, because right now he's a happy dog - chewing on his brand new (disgusting-smelling) bone and growling ferociously at anything that dares come near.