So, surgery went well, and he's very awake today. He has a fabric Cone of Shame to wear while I can't directly supervise him. (I just put it on him after it came off in the hamper, and he seemed to be okay with me putting it on him.) I have meds to give him, and I'm supposed to have a one-week followup which can be over the phone if everything looks good on the incision, and a two-week followup to remove the sutures. He's supposed to be kept quiet for three weeks... That's going to be hard. I currently have him closed off in the master bed/bathroom area, but that also has most of the difficult jumps he likes to do. I'm going to need to figure out something to either dissuade him or steps to make them easier... And then there's Cleo. I have her out in the main house so she can run around and doesn't bug him, but neither like doors when someone's on the other side. When I was sitting with Jack after letting him out, she was whining and trying to get in. I let her in briefly so she could check him out, but then shooed her out.
They gave him his painkillers this morning at the vet's office, so he just needed the antibiotics. Both are pills, since I told them he was better at taking those. And to prove me right, I got his antibiotics in the treat mash, and he gobbled it as soon as I offered it.
My poor handsome boy... His left hip and the part of his belly even with his hip has been shaved. But he does have a boot on his left foot!