At first, William was so humiliated by having to wear an Elizabethan collar--a.k.a. the "collar of shame"--that I was reluctant to photograph him, but now that he is actively and shamelessly soliciting sympathy from total strangers on the street, I have no compunction about sharing this picture.
Despite his woebegone look, William is doing fine. We're on Day 10 of the twelve-day ordeal, he's on his second collar (having bashed the first one to bits), and he's healing nicely. The stitches come out on Monday. Hooray!