Bobo update

Went in and got the stitches out today.  Bobo was not.a.fan!!!  It seems this vet had tied the stitches a bit too tight and she had to use forceps and scissors to get most of them out. And it was owie to him.

You see he was asleep when she put them in but not so much when she took them out.  And she wanted him on the table so I had to wrangle him as still as I could so she could work.  Our vet in Florida always worked with the dogs on the floor and that's what I asked her to do.  She said he'd be more relaxed on the table.  I said I don't fink so.  But I let her talk me into it and my baby was just shaking. He came home exhausted and I came home pissed at myself for going along!

WE WILL BE LOOKING FOR A NEW VET!!!

Bobo's boo boos and miscellaneous Meja

Conehead (if you bigify you can see the boo boo on his left shoulder. The boo boo he didn't have when we got TO the vet!)

Meja (1st Playdog pose)

Right (armpit?) Original boo boo              Meja kicking Bobo when he's down!

Meja (2nd Playdog pose)

Another shot of the shouldn't be there wound.

Kinda graphic shot of the OW (original wound)

All in all Bobo is doing good.  He looks like he's been to war but feels ok.  He's not fond of the giant pills morning and night but I put a little Kong stuffing on them and it's all good. 

Bobo and the boo boo(s) now coming in plurals

The vet thought she'd be done 1 ish and they would call me as soon as Bobo was awake and around. One o'clock came and went no call. At 1:30 I called them. 'She's still in there with him we'll call YOU.' As in don't call us we'll call you.

Two thirty no call, I called again because I am nothing if not persistent. 'She's still in there with him we'll call YOU. And I think in a trying to warn me way said 'there was another tear on his side it's taking longer.' THERE WAS NO TEAR ON HIS SIDE WHEN I BROUGHT HIM THERE!!!

Three thirty no call, I called. 'Dr will call you in half hour.' Me now frantic practically screaming 'IS HE OK?' 'Dr will call you' Fuck now I'm on my way out the door.

Long story short. Bobo has paper thin skin. Meja has been able to tear it on occasion just playing. BUT he had ONE tear on his leg when I brought him there. And now there's a three inch tear on his side. Vet said she had no idea how it could have happened accept if he brushed the kennel door (could happen). She agrees that he didn't come in with it. They also nicked the fuck out of him with the razor. So he's got about 45 stitches all told.

Poor baby is soooo out of it. He's such a gentle lamb he doesn't know what he did wrong to deserve this. I shall sleep with him in my arms tonight and assure him he did nothing. This to shall pass. 
BUT... he's gotta wear a cone and you know from a couple stories ago how he fares with that. Stay tuned... (I was going to post pictures but they're a bit too graphic.

Also Meja is pissed because Bobo came home and straightaway wanted to get up on the couch. So I helped him but he stretched out lengthwise and there's no room for her! The indignity, having to lay on the carpet on the FLOOR!!!

Bobo's boo boo

Bobo got into something last night and has a nasty gash on his right front leg.  As soon as the vet opens at 9:00 we'll be there. 

He has very thin skin that rips way to easily so he probably got into a briar patch or something.  I thought I could super glue (not really super glue but liquid bandage) it but it's too ragged and deep.  He keeps pulling at the bandage I've got on it so I've got him right next to me on the couch.  He keeps looking up at me like 'what'd I do mommy?'  All sad face.

Lordy lordy what's going on with all the babies and their owies and hurts?