Dogs gone to the vet.

Up early before the sunrise to drop the dog off at the vet for his neutering appointment. Not much else going on while I wait for edits, and a second drive back out to Woodbridge to collect the puppy. Taking it easy on this dreary, grey Monday.

Dog is home from his procedure, looking a little worse for wear in his tiny baby jammies. A medical onesie rather than a cone of shame. He’s a bit out of it, and whimpering now that mum has come home early to date in him a wee bit. He was well behaved and no trouble at the vet. Luckily we used a different one than normal so he shouldn’t have any of the surgery associated with his normal tech.

Pain meds on deck for once his surgery stuff wears off. We will keep him as low profile as possible for the week while his innards heal up. I thought they performed a vasectomy, but it’s a total castration where they actually fully remove the testicles. He is just a hair lighter now. Ha. Poor little fella. I know they wait until a year old to stave off the joint issues, but for peace of mind they should do them when still a tiny little pup. But I’m not vet tech, so what do I know.

Otherwise it’s been a quiet grey and dreary monday just before halloween.