Doc called at 9:30. Angus did Ok but started throwing up shortly after he awakened from the anesthesia and was started on Fentanyl. I think his body doesn't react well to Opioids. This is twice now and both times he had bad reactions. He did much better on Rimadyl and Tramadol. Doc's pretty sure it was a drug reaction but suggested they keep him another day. Lu stood beside me shaking her head and Momma Bear growling (if the Doc had seen her he'd have run from the room screaming "Just Kidding!") and I had to agree with her. No insult to them but we can take better care of him at home and he'll naturally do better when he's relaxed and happy in his environment and with Mom and Dad. He'll be more comfortable and secure not to mention he loves being fussed over. Angus is a sensitive dog. He needs to be touched and cooed at and generally babied. No one babies him like Momma and Momma wants her boy home so home he is coming. We are so happy this morning.
So we'll be heading down to pick him up in a few minutes. They'll have him ready at 1:00. We've spent the morning getting everything ready. Carpets and rugs taped down over slick floors. Bedding and linens ready. We've packed up his sling, some toys (a new stuffed bear!), some food and treats in the truck. The medicine cabinet is stocked and we know what comes and what to do next. We're as ready as we can be.
I probably won't post anything else today barring something unforeseen but I promise a good update tomorrow after a nights sleep in his own bed in his own home and some good food. Thank you again for all your prayers and well wishes. They worked, they really did. We're getting our little man back today. My spirit soars.
Six and Lu