Look at my nifty head gear.  My foster mom says she hasnt seen anything like this since the 80's. She says it is totally awesome.  I agree since it is holding my bottom jaw on. I was turned into the shelter unable to close my mouth because my lower jaw was completely broken off.  I was unable to eat or drink.  No one really knows what happened to me but the vets best guess is that it was something really bad and probably on purpose.  See nothing else is wrong except my jaw is broken so I couldnt have been hit by a car and there isnt much of a chance this was an accident..anyway it is in the past.  Other then my jaw I am a perfectly healthy 5-6 month old boy.  Before my surgery I was all fuzzy faced and looked like an old man but I really am just a puppy.  I get along with all the dogs and cats I meet.  I am learning how to use a dog door but mostly I just go to the door and scratch when I want to go in or out.  I like to play with toys but I just cant figure them out.  I have had a couple of surgeries on my jaw and a neuter.  The vet thinks I might be able to have my head gear taken off in about a month.  My foster mom cant wait and neither can I.  I owe a lot of people a kiss for saving my life.