Poor Reeses had to have surgery. It was the saddest thing! She had a few lumps on her belly that they were pretty sure were just fatty tissue, but they were growing fast, so the vet suggested getting them removed. We dropped her off at the vet on a Friday morning, and picked her up the same day at 3:00. Everything went good. My poor puppy was so drugged up she could barley walk in a straight line. There was no way she could get in the car, so Mark had to lift her in. She couldn't get out of the car when we got home either. It was the saddest thing to watch! :( She was out of it that whole day, and through the night. She was a little more awake the following day, but very sore, so she just laid around. By Sunday she was back to her crazy self, and trying to explain to a crazy, hyper dog that they have stitches, so they can't run around is next to impossible! We have done our best to keep her calm, but this is Reeses we're talking about. By day four, we could take her on little short walks. She has to have her stitches in for 2 weeks, and I'm pretty sure she will go stir crazy by then.
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| Poor puppy! Don't mind the crazy eyes; she was so drugged up, that her eyes were rolling back. |
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| Oreo was so worried about her. Sweet little besties! |
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| The second day she was much more alert and bright eyed! |
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