Lucy had been in pretty good spirits since her surgery last Monday, until today. She had been playful and very, very loving over the past week and was walking a bit on her cast, but today she was hopping around was hiding from me like a hurt dog (under the bushes in the back yard when I took her out to pee, under the dining table, etc). She wasn’t snapping at me or growling, but she was obviously not feeling well. I inspected the bandage/splint and noticed her toes had swelled up pretty large, so I called the surgical center and they told me to bring her down. A few hours later she has a new bandage and a new attitude, and hopefully I can keep her quiet enough to prevent the bandage from shifting again (which is what was constricting her toes today).
I Am A Cranky Old Man