Me in the sea!

I am as good as new, and today we went for a little walk by the Clyde.  

Ahhhhh

The vet told them to rub the scar on my belly with baby oil to help it heal nicely. That is soooo nice.

The Check-up

The problem is never knowing where you will end up when you are taken along for a car ride. Often it is a nice place, like the riverside, a  park or even an interesting car park with lots of smells. Yesterday I found myself at the vet´s again. She poked me and checked me all over, weighed me and told them what I know, that I am well healed and fine, but also that I am now too fat. Then she gave me a biscuit, which I refused to accept until we were on the pavement outside. 

Recovery

This afternoon we went for a little trip and I enjoyed the fresh air. They thought I deserved a treat after the morning's ordeal at the vets. They put me on my side and held me down - and removed the stitches from my belly. Now I do not need the big lampshade collar any more.  I can lick myself again!

The Big Collar

Look what they are making me wear. I do not like this big collar at all. They say I bit off half of the drain the vet left in my wound - well, there was this bit hanging out of me, I did give it a good tug when they were not looking.

Feeling a bit poorly

4 am, morning after my op. What is "mom" doing up just sitting there, watching me? Handy, because if I moan, there is a cuddle and even a biscuit, cause my appetite is back. Well, it never went away, because the first thing they did when I woke up at the doggie "hospital" yesterday was to eat a meal they offered me. A dog is not allowed to go home until it has eaten something. Then I had a good dinner at home, and a snack later. How about a little early breakfast, now?

Back home

A very drowsy Tess is back home, with a big scar on her belly. The vet said the operation went well. 

Thank you all for your good wishes. We are really worried, but this op is the only alternative. It is risky, considering Tess' age. 
This evening and tomorrow morning Tess must not be fed. That is an ordeal, because food is so very important to her.

Went to see the vet - again

Fortunately I do not know it, but my tumour is to be removed tomorrow.  I know my friends will be thinking of me.

Today

 An old, wise dog seeks the shade on a sunny day. When I was younger I just sat in the sun and suffered.

A siesta on the sofa. That plaster is a nuisance. I take them off so fast that they go through a pack a day.