Gus is only a little over 9 pounds, a ribsy little guy, who was, well lets just say well hung for a dog his size. Frodo was so astonished by tiny Gus' "accoutrements" that he wouldn't stop sniffing them in astonishment (he was relieved of his at 7 months and had no idea they could reach such grand proportions.) Yesterday these gloriously large appendages where sent to the chopping block aka veterinary clinic and now a very irratated and somewhat lighter weight Gus has rejoined us at home.
He's definitely a bit of a drama queen. When my son and I picked him up at the vet (and for the rest of the evening) Gus refused to look at me and when we were home he stayed as far away from me as possible. This went on until bed time. He apparently forgot to be angry with me overnight. When we picked him up at the vet's we heard this loud yowling. We were sure that some dog must be in serious pain, but it had been Gus, protesting when they put a cone on him. He has to be held with the utmost care or he whimpers, and yet he managed to jump up on the back of the couch without any complaints. The incision site looks fine and he is otherwise walking around and acting normal for a just-neutered dog. He's just a bit more sensitive to pain, it seems. Otherwise he's just your average, quiet, laid back dog.
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