This umbilical hernia was about the size of a marshmallow when she was a baby, and was of no interest really for a long time. Then late this summer it grew and became very hard. It was concerning, so we scheduled the hernia repair, and also the spay. I didn't care about spaying her, but might as well deal with both in one surgery.
Here she is after surgery. They sent us home with a cone, but she bucked like the rodeo when we put it on and we were scared she'd hurt herself. It took a few minutes of thinking and Julia and Jay dreamed up this. Those are his shirts, one on the back, one on the front, hems tied together to keep her away from the incision.
She wasn't super after the incision anyway, but was caught sniffing it and licking it a few times.
Anyway, it's been over a week and she is good, all better. The first night home she stood, staring it to space and wobbling on her heels for four hours. I have never seen a dog stand for four hours. Finally about 9:30 at night I noticed she was sitting down by the back door looking out the window. I turned off the kitchen lights and in a little while noticed she was asleep on the rug, and she did not move from there.
The next day she bounced up like she'd never had surgery at all.
Onward. Love, Val
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