A week and a half into surgery and Angus is doing well, very well. So well that our biggest problem is keeping him on a short leash. As far as he's concerned everything is fine and it's all systems go. That's not the case of course so there's been a lot of "Easy" "Would you slow down please" "No, you cannot go running around the yard" and so on. We're getting a lot of 'poor little puppy' looks trying to trigger guilt mode but so far we've held firm.
Lu has a new nickname for Angus. When he walks he's started using the casted leg and it makes a tapping sound so she's taken to calling him Peg Leg Pete. Angus hasn't yet expressed an opinion on the new moniker though he looks unimpressed.
We have an appointment with the doctor on Tuesday for stitch removal and re bandaging. I'll update with pictures. For anyone who's ever had a cast you know that itching and chapping is a real issue. I've been treating his skin around the cast with Bag Balm. It's an old farmer remedy I picked up from my grandparents (and was reminded of by my mother when I had the same issues a few years ago).
Speaking of wonderful. For walkies tonight we went up to the mailbox (It's only about 100 feet from the house) and was surprised to find a package for Master Angus. Inside we found treats from our friend Alemaster with a note for a certain black dog.
If it's not obvious, Angus totally approves.
Of course he had to sample the contents.
"Let go of the treat and no one gets hurt." It was accompanied by a sigh of content and a little dance of joy.
Angus says "Thank you very much Uncle Alemaster!" Lu and I do as well my friend. Angus promises to follow the instructions to the letter (and make sure I do as well!).
Friends truly are a treasure and a blessing.
Six, Lu and Angus (aka Peg Leg Pete)