This photo was taken back in August, after his visit to Orange Dogs for his beauty treatment; and as the look on his face proclaims ” am I not the handsomest of dogs”
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The time was getting on when we brought our Coco home, he looked so sick, he was still heavily drugged to ease the pain, looking lost, and forlorn, I doubted I could deliver a coherent report.
Doctor Joanna, gave us a complete run down on the operation, and treatment, that Coco received as an in-patient,
She then explained the findings of the Radiology/Ultrasound, carried out under the anaesthetic, and all is good, all his organs and bits are in good shape, and there is no spread of the cancer. You can imagine the relief we felt.
After everything was explained, instructions delivered and understood, Dr Joanna brought our Coco in; the poor little fellow looked so down, his tail barely wagged, the look on his face asking, “why did you do this to me?”
It was obvious when we got him home, that he was not feeling the greatest, not the least bit interested in food, or treats, he just wanted to lay down and sleep, on his beach towel.
He stayed,on his beach towel until very late, he wouldn’t come in with me, like he normally does of an evening, didn’t want his evening special treats, or ice cream; finally toddling off to his own bed, well after 11 pip emma.
I awoke, and got up, as normal at 0550, to give him his morning capsule & pill (for the heart murmur) at 0600, he was not waiting. I decided that I wouldn’t go and waken him if he was still sleeping, and I’d reschedule the medication, and his breakfast, when he came round.
Didn’t have to wait long, 0615 there he was, a bright as a button, wagging tail, ready for his pills, and he’s been back to his usual self all day, looking for treats, and cuddles, and strokes, and if I had a tail it’d be wagging too.