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Doggy update
We decided that staying close to home was the best bet, today, so we've missed seeing various people: sorry! Hope you all had lovely times!
Jodie's spent the day being a bit pathetic, with occasional bursts of her usual self. She's very interested in snuggles, presumably because they're a distraction, and she's spent much of the day moving between different lying-down-places and very quietly whimpering.
She did go out to see the dogs next door, but found them much scarier than usual, and she came and lay around while I rode (Mike hacked) and we did the horses: no problems, except for the bit when Mike got back from his hack just as I was finishing with GB in the school: she followed Mike back to the stables, and then when realised she'd lost me felt it necessary to come bounding over, which was slippy and I think slightly painful for her. She's not gone above a trot since.
We also had a little walk (with the boring and inexplicable lead) in the hay field, and a few short walks around the garden and field. I think she's doing ok, and she's much happier with a duct taped foot than she was when I tried the vet's plastic IV bag last night (she was so unhappy with that that I went hunting for duct tape immediately: no idea where my rolls are, but fortunately the neighbours have masses of the stuff and were still awake!), although obviously she'd be much happier without it. She's been licking it a fair bit, but no attempts to actually pull the bandage off.
She was a little unhappy at going into her crate last night, presumably because she'd been in one at the vet, but hopefully she'll be ok tonight. She's been eating her special post-op food nicely, and Baby Bel, being sufficiently gloopy that she can't disassemble the little parcel made by sticking a pill between two slices and smooshing it down, seems to be working well for getting her antibiotics down her: 'palatable for dogs' my arse!
Her overall reaction to the whole thing -- pain, bandage, being on the lead, not getting a proper walk -- seems to be one of vague confusion, sadness and a desire that I make it better. She keeps rolling on her back while presenting her paw to me, as if to say "Enough now! I submit! Make it better!". Poor little pooch.
Jodie's spent the day being a bit pathetic, with occasional bursts of her usual self. She's very interested in snuggles, presumably because they're a distraction, and she's spent much of the day moving between different lying-down-places and very quietly whimpering.
She did go out to see the dogs next door, but found them much scarier than usual, and she came and lay around while I rode (Mike hacked) and we did the horses: no problems, except for the bit when Mike got back from his hack just as I was finishing with GB in the school: she followed Mike back to the stables, and then when realised she'd lost me felt it necessary to come bounding over, which was slippy and I think slightly painful for her. She's not gone above a trot since.
We also had a little walk (with the boring and inexplicable lead) in the hay field, and a few short walks around the garden and field. I think she's doing ok, and she's much happier with a duct taped foot than she was when I tried the vet's plastic IV bag last night (she was so unhappy with that that I went hunting for duct tape immediately: no idea where my rolls are, but fortunately the neighbours have masses of the stuff and were still awake!), although obviously she'd be much happier without it. She's been licking it a fair bit, but no attempts to actually pull the bandage off.
She was a little unhappy at going into her crate last night, presumably because she'd been in one at the vet, but hopefully she'll be ok tonight. She's been eating her special post-op food nicely, and Baby Bel, being sufficiently gloopy that she can't disassemble the little parcel made by sticking a pill between two slices and smooshing it down, seems to be working well for getting her antibiotics down her: 'palatable for dogs' my arse!
Her overall reaction to the whole thing -- pain, bandage, being on the lead, not getting a proper walk -- seems to be one of vague confusion, sadness and a desire that I make it better. She keeps rolling on her back while presenting her paw to me, as if to say "Enough now! I submit! Make it better!". Poor little pooch.