Yesterday was Wookie’s spay surgery. I was so nervous but everything turned out fine. We dropped her off at 8:45 am and they weighed her and then gave her a sedative. She was then put in a holding cage and her name was put on there. She was next to a very tiny Shih-Tzu who was barking up a storm. I guess her sedative hadn’t kicked in yet. I liked that they involved you in that whole process instead of taking the dog and you not seeing where they go, so that helped ease my mind a bit.
I ended up running back in to ask if I could remove her harness since I was worried it would be uncomfortable for her. At that point there were a total of four dogs there waiting for surgery. She was also wearing her other collar with the (scratched up) name and rabies tags because Joe had made me nervous when he wondered a few days before how they keep track of the dogs. So I put that on her just to be cautious.
As we pulled away from the facility I cried. I was so worried she thought I had abandoned her, plus I was afraid something would go wrong. I’ve grown very attached to her over these past four months and I really didn’t like leaving her there all day but what can you do?
To distract ourselves, we decided to go see a movie. After a stop at McDonald’s for breakfast we ended up seeing Logan. I had no desire to see it, so of course I loved it! I wasn’t expecting it to be so graphically violent, though. Since there were only two other people in the theater way in front of us I didn’t feel bad about not silencing my phone and leaving it in my lap to check the screen frequently in case the place called for any reason.
I don’t usually pay too much attention to how long the previews are but since we were on a schedule I was keeping a close eye on the time and noticed the movie start time was pegged at 10:35 but it didn’t actually start until 11:00 am. Twenty-five minutes of previews and ads are a bit much!
After the movie we stopped at Red Robin for lunch and our favorite waitress, Angela, took care of us. We’ve had her three times but I guess we don’t visit often enough because I could tell she didn’t recognize us. Oh well. Then we went to Petsmart to get an e-collar for Wookie. I also picked up these adorable Peeps squeaky toys for her Easter basket.
We also stopped at Petco in case their collars were cheaper (they weren’t) and I got a $3 bunny toy for Easter. I’ll be putting together a basket for Wookie just like I do for Joe and the kids. I can’t wait!
By the time we got back home it was nearly 3 pm so I quickly cleaned the kitchen floor and prepared Wookie’s playpen and then we drove back to the place to pick her up. In addition to the spay and microchip, they also removed three retained baby teeth so our total came to $150.00 ($110 surgery, $25 microchip, and $15 for the teeth removal). I had checked off the box to get pain medication for $5 and while they gave us some they didn’t charge for it.
Wookie was pretty groggy so I rode with her in the back seat. I had to put the collar on her right away because she wanted to lick at her area. The incision is actually higher up than I was expecting – I assumed it would be closer to her privates but it’s at least an inch or so above it.
When we got home we left her in her playpen so she could nap but after awhile she started crying so we brought her into the living room. She was just walking around and standing staring into space but wouldn’t lie down. She looked so cute and pathetic in her cone of shame.
She drank a little water but we couldn’t give her any food until later and then she went nuts on the small pieces I fed her which I had softened with some water since I figured her mouth would be sore. I also took advantage of her grogginess to remove a mat I found in her fur near her tail. I pet her and brush her frequently so I don’t know where it came from but I was happy to get it out.
This morning we both fed her about an hour apart and she ate with gusto. I’m sure she’d eat more if we let her but I don’t want her to get sick.
Speaking of… last night she threw up bile before I fed her. I knew that would happen at some point. Poor puppy.
She’s acting pretty normal today. She wants to run around and I’m trying to keep her from getting too hyped up so she doesn’t rupture her stitches. It’s gonna be a long day with a very bored puppy.