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.

"Fooooooooooooood!"

 Here's a close-up of the bandage:

This evening, we ripped off the bandage to expose the staples.

Spay Day +1, right side

 The left side shows a little more swelling:

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.