Wolfgang is back from the vet, and resting. I'd say "resting comfortably" but it's really more accurate to say "resting somewhere out around the orbit of Saturn".
I put off getting Wolfie fixed until her was basically grown up. We got Ivan the Terrier fixed when he was just a small puppy, and as a result he never really assumed his mature, adult color - he's a Kerry Blue Terrier which means he was supposed to turn silvery gray. Since we had him fixed so young, he remained black and so people mistake him for a schnauzer.
I didn't want that to happen with Wolfgang, and so I held off. But now at 11 months he has the classical German Shepherd look - a a good looking lad he is, too. But because I held off, the operation was more complicated than it would have been at 3 months.
And so he's zoned out, on bed rest (in his crate, which he doesn't do much). And sporting the Cone of Shame.
Besides receiving coded transmissions from outer space, he won't be able to go off leash for a week to ten days. Right now the patient is resting comfortably (no doubt doing up close and personal observation of the rings of Saturn), but we'll see how long it will take for him to start bouncing off the walls.
But everyone at the vet sort of went on and on about what a great dog he is, and how he was their favorite of all of today's patients. Well, sure. I mean, they don't have a pond there at the vet's ...
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My puppy just got spayed last Friday, at 6 months. She didn't need a cone, and she didn't need the painkillers, and she didn't want the "Week on a leash." The vet called and asked how she was doing and I told them "better than she has any right to."
Glad he's recovering well BP. Give him a sympathy pat from Angus.
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