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Plan B
I phoned Mrs Next Door's recommendation for a dog surgeon this morning, and they said "Hmm, Wednesday?", so I called our vet, told the receptionist this, and asked if they'd heard from their surgeon. "Take that appointment!" she said, so I called them back and did.
Jo's going in for a consult and then (unless they find a problem) the surgery on Wednesday morning, and we're picking her up on Thursday: it's their policy that they keep dogs in after a big operation, which is worry-causing for me but probably for the best as she'll have a nurse with her all night.
Conveniently, this gave me a good reason to phone Bugsy's vet and cancel Friday's big day out. I did so, and left a message asking him to call me. Unsurprisingly, he hasn't yet. I'll chase him in a couple of days.
Jo's going in for a consult and then (unless they find a problem) the surgery on Wednesday morning, and we're picking her up on Thursday: it's their policy that they keep dogs in after a big operation, which is worry-causing for me but probably for the best as she'll have a nurse with her all night.
Conveniently, this gave me a good reason to phone Bugsy's vet and cancel Friday's big day out. I did so, and left a message asking him to call me. Unsurprisingly, he hasn't yet. I'll chase him in a couple of days.