IT IS STITCH REMOVAL DAY!
This is the long awaited day. The last night in the guest room was suddenly easy to get through. They both pooped and got washed before bedtime, and they fell asleep without too much complaining.
They must have sensed something was up, because the morning was mayhem. When Christian left for work I had to find my clothes, so I could change for a work meeting later, but they were running around, barking, heading to the door, barking again - and honestly,
Apart from Molly’s complaining about being in the crate again, the night went well. They woke up 5 minutes before the alarm bell, and ran towards the scullery as soon as I had prepared their breakfast and medicine and could let them out of the crate.
They both pooped as they should; Molly managed it last night, too, but Éowyn was “one behind”. It went effortless, though. Molly was a bit more difficult to clean, she has started a bad habit of jumping over my arm that holds her; so
Updated 13th August 2012 at 05:56 PM by ourempire
This night felt really short. I was home late, and the dogs were up early. At 5 a.m. they began to roam around their crate, and I begin to miss 8 hours of coherent sleep. But still, all is well, and I am happy that we are nearing the end without serious complications.
At 6.15 a.m. we got up, and the morning routine followed. However, and this is just my not validated theory, but they must have been holding poo back the first days!!! Éowyn had to poop thrice this morning (and three
It’s a week since their surgery, and Molly and Éowyn are doing fine. The stitches still are where they should be, and apart from occasional attempts to scoot over the carpet to get relief from the itching, and attempts to get to their behind, the biggest challenge is now to keep them calm.
The night was good, they didn’t howl, or had pains, but I do wake up a lot. Every time they shift position in the crate I hear the noise of the plastic cone banging towards the iron lattice. I think
Updated 13th August 2012 at 05:52 PM by ourempire
Molly and Éowyn are getting restless and are looking out through the window, begging to come out into the garden filled with snow. Obviously that is impossible. Short trips in a leash only, no matter how much they want to go out. Still it’s freezing, today it’s -10⁰C (14⁰F) – at noon. It’s so cold that both dogs start lifting their front paws and want to go inside after just a few minutes, so it isn’t even tempting to take them for a walk.
This night was all right. Éowyn