We picked Gavin up around 3:30 this afternoon.  Poor, baby.  He was dopey and didn’t like his new attire one bit.  He has an Elizabethan collar on to keep him from messing with the ear.  We sure don’t need him ripping out the stitches.  His feet look terrific with the new manicure, and his teeth are gleaming white.

     Once we got him in the house, all Gavin wanted to do was sprawl out on the kitchen floor next to Dear Hubby and whine out his tales of woe.  This went on for quite a while.  Then he dozed off with his buckethead on DH’s lap.  Poor DH told me his butt was going numb.  He finally eased Gavin’s head off his lap and onto the blanket.  We thought, “Great, he’ll sleep for a while.”  Nope.  Within minutes, he was whining again and DH was back on the floor with him.  Where was I?  I was trying to feed Patty, take her out, fix our dinner, and let friends know Gavin was home.

     We had to feed Gavin in stages to make sure he could keep food down after the anesthesia.  He had no problem in that area.  However, the E-collar was such a distraction for him he couldn’t relieve himself while it was on.  We took it off to feed him and take him out and Gavin had no trouble.  He also learned how to back into his crate with his buckethead by the third time out.  He’s sound asleep and snoring now.  Let’s hope the healing is quick.