The Next Two Nights
The first night, Stormy did amazing. I was told that the first night they are home after surgery can be scary, but he fell asleep at 1pm and slept straight through.
I heard him barking about 10am and jumped out of bed, worried something might be wrong or maybe that had ripped his gauze off – he has a habit of getting out of anything!
But alas, Stormy was just waking everyone up.
My mom had gotten up with him at 8am; fed him, let him out on our Patio for a bit and gave him his meds. As soon as he went back to bed, he burst through the barriers we had made to keep him in the living room and was beside her bed barking!
For most of the day, he did incredible.
Later last night he started getting tired, his legs getting a bit shaky, and took a tumble or two. One of his tumbles took down a side table and a lamp! They didn’t fall on him and he got right back up.
I noticed when he was laying down that he was licking his bed, a lot. When I checked to see why I noticed a large wet spot under him and realized that the little drainage hole I had attempted to cover up had become uncovered and was draining a lot while he was laying on top of it.
I quickly called the emergency vet (at 11pm, yikes) and was told that it was fine. His little tube had fallen out the first day he was home because he refused to relax so the liquid was escaping when he put pressure on it. The vet advised me to just put one of my shirts on him so that the wetness didn’t wet anything he decided to lay on.
When he was a puppy I loved dress him up! He hated it and it didn’t take long for him to get the shirts or shorts off (I was 8, I just wanted him to dress like me!) but now that he’s a tripawd he had no chance at getting it off – which is good! He definitely wasn’t a happy bunny about that, I guess the band tee just isn’t his style!