When I got there, Hiro was coming out of anesthesia, and doing a lot of whining. That broke my heart to hear, but I was assured that it was mostly the drugs talking, not that he was in pain so much.
But he sounds like he's hurting, that's for sure. Not only did he lose his leg, he lost his cajones too. I had the vet neuter him at the same time he was removing the leg. I figured with only three legs, he's going to need to lose some of his ...confidence... to survive now. In other words, he needs to stay close to home instead of agitating the big dogs in the neighborhood that he'll no longer be able to run away from.
Um, it was tough, really tough to see Hiro like that. The incision is a big “L” on his shoulder and down, ending right at his armpit. It doesn’t look right, and it’s a shock to see.
Yeah, he was groggy, but he knew me and tried to crawl up into my arms, but didn’t have the coordination, probably because of the drugs. He’s on IV fluids or I would’ve brought him home with me.
When I was there, I didn’t think to take a photo. I’ll spare you the graphics!
I can’t help but feel like I betrayed him, like he trusted me to keep him from harm and instead I caused him more harm.
I want to thank everyone, here and on Facebook, for all the prayers, well wishes and support you’ve given me. You’ll never know just how much it means to me.