Poor puppy of mine. So, his scheduled surgery was originally set for yesterday. That, of course, did not happen. Apparently, the brilliant staff at the veterinary hospital decided to paint their surgery room over the weekend. Come Monday, the paint was still not fully dry. They ended up postponing his surgery to the following day, today! So I agreed to have him stay at the pet hospital overnight. I hesitated at first because he's never been away from family. But I let him. Big mistake. He was howling and barking all night according to the staff. My poor baby! Everyone missed his presence. Our home wasn't the same without him. I mean, he's family, you know?
Anyway, he had went under the knife for three, YES! THREE procedures. 1.) Neuter (took his balls out), 2.) Hernia repair in his belly, 3.) Removal of two of his canine baby teeth. So sad, right? I picked him up after work and he looked horrible. His eyes were red. He had bags under his eyes as if he was crying all night and all day. He went through so much torture. He saw me and jumped for joy (I think). I'm sure he was happy to see me but at the same time was like, "WTF Mommy! Why did you leave me here with these horrible people?!" I carried his 50 lb. traumatized body into my SUV because I was scared that the sutures would tear if he hopped into the vehicle. He has an e-collar better known as the "lampshade" around his neck. I gave him the special treatment and let him sit in the back seat instead of the trunk hoping it would help him take his mind off the pain he underwent. All he did was cry and whimper on the entire way home. I took a picture with my Blackberry phone while I was at a stop light. The picture says it all, right?
Get well soon, Bam! Everyone misses your crazy hyper-ness.