All Well

Miss Dog has come back from the vet's deprived of the opportunity of motherhood. She has always been singularly partial to her cosy bed so we were not wholly surprised to turn up to the vet's, to be told 'she should be fine to go now, but we can't get her to get up'. She was eventually coaxed into the car, where she went to sleep, and  returned to her loving home, where she got out of the car, tottered ten feet, and went to sleep on the lawn.  She is now in her bed. It will take 24 hours for the narcolepsy to wear off, at which point she will probably be a lot crosser than she is now. They put a local anaesthetic on the wound site as well as giving her a general anaesthetic to operate, so at the moment, she isn't conscious of it. That, too, will wear off, alas. Otherwise, they had a look round since they'd got her there, and apart from a bit of grass seed irritation in her floppy ears, which is inevitable at this time of year, she is a fine healthy Labrador. Currently asleep. We have been told to put her into a tee-shirt for the night, so she doesn't attack her wound (nicer for her, if it works, than the ignominious plastic bucket on the head which dogs so loathe). It's going to be fun trying to dress her, though, not least, keeping her awake long enough.