Stella had another dental procedure done yesterday. It involved incising sections of gum tissue and flapping them over then suturing them into place over oronasal fistulae, Two flaps over one fistula, two over another. There were car rides before and after. Poor girl. The ride home was hard on her and all of us wanted to be home, in our home, where we could rest in a safe place.
The alternative – doing nothing – was not an alternative.
She ate well this morning and got all the prescribed Metacam dose, and ate well tonight. Stella is doing all right this evening, right now a doughnut dog in the bolster bed. Tomorrow evening I’ll take her on a stroll around the block.
This is an older photo, a favourite one, of her watching the world from her perch in a bed on the deck.