Surgery Update on Talos

Friday was a long day for Talos. He underwent two surgeries: neuter and gastropexy. We dropped him off at 8:00a and I had a hard time leaving the vet office without him. As the technician led him out of the exam room to the surgery suite, he looked back at me with his big, blue, droopy eyes and I almost grabbed the leash and ran! I didn't of course. But I did grab him and give him a big smooch right on his face (which he hated, but I couldn't help myself).

By 11:30a, we got the good news that he was out of surgery and everything went as planned. At 4:00p he was up and walking when we arrived to pick him up. Looking a little more than drunk, he greeted me with a wobbly, wagging tail.

He slept most of the evening, but woke about every 30 minutes and whined and paced. We were told to go easy on his food, but he acted like he was famished. Every time he got up, he'd head to the dog food prep area, stand there and sway with his heavy-lidded eyes. What a pitiful sight.

The gastropexy incision is huge. I'll post pictures tomorrow (I'm not at home at the moment, another post coming on the reason why). But I've been in touch with my husband to check on Talos and the report is "If he didn't have the sutures, I wouldn't know he had surgery." Which means he's running around like a banshee. Not a good thing, but that's what you get when you let your husband run the household. Actually, I don't think the husband is letting Talos get too carried away – at least I hope not.

Thanks to everyone for the well-wishes and for checking up on him. He seems to be on the road to recovery.