Watching this dog tonight: if you told me that three days ago Skye had major surgery, I would be hard pressed to believe you.
Her ‘adjustment to pet status’ is out pacing her convelecence. On Wednesday, I picked her up after her surgery and the vet tech said, ‘keep her quiet for two weeks. No problem, I thought. She is still pretty anxious and even in the yard she sticks right with me. Or used to.
Tonight, before I could stop her, she jumped over a 30″ stone wall to get into the garden and hunt chipmunks with the other two Britts. No problem, they were just walking around and ‘tracking.’
Then, just that quick she was running in the yard. She has decided that my female, Shelby, is a good buddy for a ‘perimeter check’ on the yard.
Then, of all things, she decided to playfully harass my male, Nim. Sheesh.
Inside she eagerly had a treat with the others. Another first here.
Finally, everyone is back in the house, preparing for a pre-bedtime map.
Perhaps it’ll be harder keeping hat ‘down’ the next week than I thought.
Last week was marked by daily improvements. She is now eating regularly and indoor ‘accidents’ are getting more infrequent.
She had her moments. The RV was her ‘safe place’ and she’d retreat in there when feeling anxious. She did well in the midst of a lot of new people and the usual July 4 fireworks via the lake cabin neighbors.
Tomorrow is a big day. I hope it doesn’t send her for too big a loop. She is scheduled for her spay procedure.