Mister Milo Update

FullSizeRenderYesterday morning my poor little guy went under the knife and got snipped. Hearing his sad, scared little cries from the lobby at the vet as he came out of the anesthesia just broke my heart. The E-collar scared him too much, so they just handed it to me and off we went. Within ten minutes of being home, he passed out on the couch, curled up against me. That’s pretty much how we spent the rest of the day: curled up on the couch, one of us significantly drugged. When it was time for bed, I put the cone of shame on him. He then refused to move a single inch. I slept on the couch in case he woke up in pain over night. This morning, I found him in the exact same position I left him in last night. Today, he’s still a little sleepy. Other than that, he thinks he’s ready to go play with the neighbors’ German Shepherds. I don’t have the heart to tell him that while he was out of it, his pug buddy next door moved away. Hopefully we get new neighbors soon, and hopefully they have a doggie friend for Milo!

I have to try to keep him calm for a whole week — no jumping, excessive walking, rough playing, or licking the incision site. It’s going to be a long week. Praying for a speedy and uneventful recovery for our fur baby.