Vets best guess is chemical reaction from someone spraying yard and drifting the spray. We don't spray our yard so can't be from us. She is still rocking the cone of shame which is miserable for all of us. She can't use her doors so I become a door man. And sleeping is tuff as she still is determined to snuggle with me at night. Nothing says wake up like getting bonked in the head by her cone.
