In which Spay Day is followed by a nice, quiet recovery day
Fiddle was brighter of eye if not bushier of tail when I showed up at the vet hospital this morning.
Apparently her temp went up slightly overnight, so she got a dose of Banamine this morning, but that was mostly worn off by noon.
Today, the plan was to stay quiet and not do much.
|"I helps you edit, okay?"|
I brought my laptop so I could camp out by Fee's stall and do some work on the Endurance 101 book. Fiddle helped.
I've never had horse spit on my keyboard before. I guess horse people will find a way to work horses into every aspect of life, given a chance.
Periodically, we'd stroll out to the edge of the parking lot so she could snack on some grass.
This evening, we ripped off the bandage to expose the staples.
|Spay Day +1, right side|
|Spay Day +1, left side|
If all goes well, she'll come home tomorrow morning!
Her stall is clean and waiting.
I'm eager to have my Dragon home again.