Well, we made it through the night and got plenty of sleep (thank goodness) and Abi apparently did not chew on her bandaging. As you can see, this time around they dressed it very well.
When they first sent her home, it was open. So of course she was going to gnaw it. The surgeon did that, and I question that he sent her home with no dressing at all. He clearly did not know this dog.
When I went back the second time and they had to re-staple some of her wound, her regular vet was there and did it up like you see in the photo.
He has been a vet for a very long time, has a shock of completely white hair, and gives his all to his furry patients.
I trust him and that’s why I keep driving over there even though I’ve moved.
The other vet, Dr. Wendy, is so sweet and compassionate and I love her too. But neither was apparently there when I first picked her up yesterday.
The dogs always sleep with me. Yesterday about 6 p.m. I put her on the floor and was taking the quilts and trying to make us all a bed here in the living room on the floor.
I took my eye off her maybe three seconds. And she had flown down the hall and hopped up the steps to the bed. I question if she had a witch’s broom.
I am a very compulsive creature, and I guess my dogs know my daily schedule as well as I do. They knew that we go back into the bedroom at night and watch TV or I read.
Abi was having none of this “changing of the schedule.”
I’m just hoping that, with this strong dressing, she can’t hurt herself, because she isn’t supposed to be going up steps. What do you think by looking at it?
So we all slept in the bed as we normally do. She was right next to me, and only woke once that I know of.
This morning I brought her kibble bowl to her here on the couch. She just looked at me, as if to say: “Why isn’t my kibble bowl in the kitchen where it is supposed to be?”
But I needed to give her her morning medication, a Rimadyl, so I put a few bites in the palm of my hand.
She looked at me again askance, but then she thought it was pretty cool to actually get hand-fed, so she ate quite a bit. This drug must be given with food.
Of course Charlie wanted in on the action. So I went back and forth hand-feeding them. I hope they don’t think this becomes part of our schedule once she’s well!
I’m so glad I went ahead and got the holiday decorating for the linky party done ahead of time, because I’m not very good with one eye looking through the camera and one eye on her.
I so appreciate all your concern and advice. It meant the world to me to have you all commiserating with me and doling out ideas.
Right now they are where they like to be in the daytime: Abi on the right side of me on the couch, and Charlie on the right.
And so right now all is well with our world.
I’ll keep you updated.
I’ve got to start showing you all the Christmas decorating I’ve done! So that will come next, barring no “yesterdays.”