Dooms Day

Poor little Moose had the day that men around the world dread.... he was snipped. I dropped him off this morning thinking that he was a dead dog walking. I signed a form that basically said, if we kill your dog- it is because you did something stupid. Yikes!! He didn't want to go back with them and they asked me to help them. I graciously agreed to walk him to the back, all the while watching his big eyes stare up at me, questioning me as to what was going on, where was he, and why wasn't he leaving with me. Oh, it broke my heart. (Never thought I would say that).

But all's well that ends well. Moose survived the day and seems to be doing well. We found out that he has put on 7.5 lbs in the last 2 weeks- tipping the scales at 52.5lbs! He has almost doubled his weight since we got him about 6 weeks ago. WOW!!

We had a moment on the way home from the vet where I thought it was touch and go... it looked like he as hallucinating. I thought that he was having a horrible reaction to a medicine they had given him. So, I called the vet. :( Yep, I was that concerned. They said that it was a normal reaction to the anesthesia and that he was just a little loopy. Who would have known- apparently- not me!

The Vet didn't send Moose home with a E- Collar, or what I've always called a 'Cone' to protect his stitches. We thought for a minute that he would be ok without it, but then paranoia set in after he became interested in the stitches 3 times within the first hour that he was home. So, I quickly ran out to Petsmart to grab a 'Cone' to protect the little guy from himself.

While I was there I thought that he deserved a toy for all of his pain and misery that he went through today so I picked up a dental Kong (the red toy in the pic). He'll never know that it is good for him and GREAT for our socks!

He is doing well overall. If you can believe it- he is a little less active than normal. I know that some of you thought that it could never happen, but it did. :) I'm glad that day is over and I'll be happier still when the cone will come off of his clumsy body.