Things have been going pretty good, even if they won’t let me in my house. I don’t get it…They always tell me I’m not allowed in any of the other doors, now suddenly we’re staying at someone else’s house. Are we moving? Is this home now? I mean, I guess it’s alright if it is, but our house was perfectly fine. Plus, I don’t have a cave here. I had 3 at home. Also, I have to share attention. Hello, I’m a princess, it’s supposed to be all about me!
I have been getting some yummy treats. Still getting peanut butter twice a day(yes, they’re still “tricking” me with medicine in it) and I’ve totally tricked mom into putting special stuff on my food in the morning. I just let it sit there for a while and pretend I don’t want it, then she gets a can from the fridge and pours brown water on it. It kinda smells like steak, I wonder what it is-whatever it is I like it! I do have to share peanut butter (and today salmon jerky!) with Sally. I know mom gives me more, but still….
Saturday(3 days post op) moms noticed some puffiness around my ankle so they took me back in. I was a little worried about going in there, considering what happened last time, but mom’s said they weren’t gonna do that again so in I went… They poked me a little, and felt around my leg like moms kept doing at home. Then they put something called a laser on it. I guess it’s supposed to help with the bruising and inflammation. I didn’t mind that, it didn’t hurt one bit and I was only away from mommies for a few minutes, then we left and came home.
comin’ home from the vets after laser treatment
My leg is feeling ok. Kinda hurts a little still-feels pretty stiff most the time, even though I can bend it now. It was way too weird/painful to bend at first so I just kept it straight for a few days. Moms keep going all crazy and getting happy every time I go to the bathroom-like I haven’t done this for my whole life or anything. Weirdos. They won’t let me run-or walk fast-or prance-or jump. Oh, and the couch? Well apparently that’s off limits here too…..geez, maybe it’s not alright if this is our new house. I don’t like that I’m not allowed to lay on my right side either. Moms say it’s making things ooze and we have to be careful, but it feels good to lay on it so I don’t get what the problem is. Plus, I heard the vet tech say it was ok when mom asked…
I’m ready to go frolic around the park and then go to my den(kennel) and go to sleep, but moms say it’ll be about 2 weeks before that’s gonna happen. How long is 2 weeks exactly?
my new toy grandma got for mechillin in my shortsstanding guard
Last night was a little rough. We did not get much sleep.
Around 1am all the hospital meds started wearing off and I got really, really anxious. The way my leg felt was not normal so I started whining to let moms know how unhappy I was. Mommy Ashley was trying very very hard to keep me comforted-petting me when I wanted it, leaving me alone when I shooed her off, offering food, water and treats. Even gave me a new toy to play with. I even stole mommy’s sleeping spot, thinking maybe it was more comfy than on my pillow. None of it was enough so I started whining louder and louder. Mommy Noelle was sleeping on the couch and that wasn’t acceptable. She should be awake with us!
Finally, she woke up as I got really loud. She started giving me love-awesome, exactly what I was after. I calmed down some as long as mommy Noelle kept petting me. Mommy Ashley decided that she would try and get a little bit of sleep since other mommy was awake now. Haha, I didn’t agree. I would whine and get up just enough to keep her on edge and from falling asleep-goal accomplished! If I wasn’t comfortable and couldn’t sleep, well I didn’t think they should either! It’s only fair since they let this happen, right?
I finally went out to pee around 3:30am(I did pee at the vets after surgery too) I still wasn’t ready to really put weight on my leg, so I just held it up and pretended I was a tripawd. It was a little difficult at first, but then I got the hang of it and was doing pretty well, but I tripped over a weed and came close to falling in the dirt on my incision. I’m glad mommy A was there to catch me before I fell all the way over, I’m pretty sure that would have really hurt!
The next few hours were a bit of a blur to everyone since we all needed sleep. I went and peed again, this time putting a little bit of weight on my leg. Ate my breakfast and got some yummy peanut butter. Oh-lets talk about the peanut butter. I know its not just peanut butter. I saw you put that pill in it, I can smell it through the peanut butter and you’re really not tricking anyone, just to be clear. I just like the peanut butter and the meds don’t make it taste too weird so I gobble it down.
Most of the day was pretty uneventful. Mommy A had some doc appts so it was just me and mommy N for a while. I was being so good at not licking (they took the cone off since they were watching me like a hawk) that mommy thought she could trust me for a minute to run to the bathroom. Ha! Was she wrong! She came back and I got yelled at cuz I was licking my stitches. I don’t know what the big deal is, I was just cleaning it up, but then mommy put the cone back on and told me I had to wear it so I wouldn’t lick. When mommy A got home they decided to switch to the boxer shorts-its a two mommy job to get those on me. I’m so glad no one got a picture of me in those shorts, I know everyone would make fun of me. Dogs don’t wear shorts, humans! I don’t know who came up with this idea of clothes for dogs but really-we have built in clothing, its called fur people!
As the day went on I was putting more and more weight on my leg and doing a lot better, even though mommies wouldn’t let me do much walking around. Every time I went out to pee I would try to go over to the stairs to go home, but they won’t let me do the stairs. They said we have to stay here til my stitches come out in 14 days. Yeah, I guess that’s ok. I like it here with Amy and Sally.
Next question-why is everyone staring at me when I pee and poo? Never have I seen my mommies be so excited for me to poop. Squatting is still really hard, cuz bending my knee hurts still. Usually I like the get really close to the ground so nothing splashes me. Not the case right now-I don’t like it, so I’m not going very often, but if I really have to go, I will.
Everything is going pretty smoothly. I’m eating, drinking, peeing, pooping and even doing a little bit of playing.
I stole mommy’s spot!laying on mommy’s armahhh, good scratches!sleepy time cuddleslook how they shaved my leg!
Suture Pics below
got some good bruising going onno new seepage or bleeding, even after my impromptu cleaning session
Ashley here:
There’s a very tiny bit of swelling, but it hasn’t increased at all since being picked up and we’re keeping a close eye on it and taking pictures daily for comparison. The incision looks and feels pretty good. There’s only one spot that she has a reaction to when checking-it’s an area that’s really bruised but isn’t swollen or warm to the touch. There are two spots(where the swelling is) that are very slightly warmer than the rest of the area. Its almost indecipherable upon touch and has been that way since we brought her home. (I felt the incision as soon as we got her inside so I would have a point of reference-not feeling directly on top of the incision, but rather use the back of my finger to gently feel next to the incision for warmth and swelling).
She’s really doing great. She is resting a little more than usual and still hesitant to put full weight on the leg(this gets better throughout the day-thinking she’s getting sore and stiff from so little activity), but even this has improved dramatically since coming home.
