Our puppy didn't get home until 9:00 PM. There were complications and she ended up having to go into two more surgeries. I was there from 2:30-4:30 and watched all the other dogs walk on out of the clinic. Except ours. Michael stayed until she was finally able to go home. Even then, she couldn't walk.
The vet didn't think she would make it out of the second surgery but after the third, her vitals were looking better. It was a VERY long day. And a VERY, VERY long night thanks to her pain and the HUGE monsoon storm.
Fortunately, she was able to sit up this morning and waited for Michael to wake up so that she could go to the bathroom. She is walking, eating, taking her meds, and even wagging her tail sometimes. So we hope she is permanently getting better. Poor girl!
I'm telling you, it's amazing how close these crazy pooches are to us. It felt like my own baby was having all these surgeries. It was a sad day!
3:30 in the morning?! jeez. what a crappy day. glad she's doing better!
ReplyDeleteSabaka is very fortunate to have little neighbor boys and uncles with such faith!
ReplyDeletePoor little dog! It's okay my sister in law's dog is like her child and she had pancreatic cancer and spent a lot of money to save the dogs life. You get attached pretty fast! Glad she's okay
ReplyDeleteAww! That's so sad (and scary)...glad she's getting better though!!
ReplyDeletethat is a nightmare! i mean... i hate my dog but when she finally dies i think i'll be sad. haha. but no i can definitely understand loving a dog that much. life is fragile even for doggies! glad everything seems to be fine now though!
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