Arwenn got into a scrap a few weeks ago. We never think much of it, because she fashions herself the "dog" police of our little complex. (seriously - she pounces on dogs. then lies in the middle of the road without regard for cars. she is an enigma).
but when we started finding spots of blood around the house, we investigated. and discovered a rather nasty gash on her tail. quite wide and thick. Off to the vets, where we introduced Arwenn to the wonders of the cone head. I don't think she was impressed with this new accessory: