This is Max the day after his surgery. He’s depressed. This photo shows his Fentanyl patch, the tape that was used to keep his catheter in place, and his shaved leg with freshly inserted staples. Poor baby. The photo was taken a month ago, and he’s doing so much better now. He’s bounding around the house with pent up energy and going on short walks per the Vet’s orders.
Gregg nursed his puppy back to health. He did not take seeing post-op Max very well. (Those pink house shoes in the background are my mother-in-laws. She bought them so that she would have a pair to wear when she was visiting us. I was borrowing them because my feet were cold, even though they are about 4 sizes too big for me.)
She didn’t have surgery. She’s just being a happy beach dog. I thought some of you might like seeing these green sunglasses that I just can’t bear to part with even though everyone hates them. 🙂
I realize that this is an awkward angle. That’s what I get for taking picture while swinging on a hammock. Very cute though, right? She just jumps into the hammock when I first get into it. She doesn’t stay long.
Me and posting pictures do not get along. But, Brenna asked to see pictures. So…here you go.