Saffy.

The pups were desexed yesterday, and last night we brought them home, doped-up on anaesthesia and feeling a bit sore and confused.  This morning they woke at about 4am to go outside for a pee, then slept a bit restlessly until 6am.  Between 6am and 8am poor little Saffy threw up the very tiny contents of her stomach about half a dozen times, which was enough to warrant a phone call to the Vet.  They suggested we bring her in, so the poor little bun has spent the day in Puppy Hospital, hooked up to an IV for fluids.  I’ve just spoken to the Vet and she’s looking much better, she has stopped throwing up and started whimpering for attention which, apparently, is a universal sign of improvement.  They want to keep her overnight but if she manages to keep the fluids and her evening meal down they’ll let us bring her home in the morning.  (Darcy is fine).

No, I haven’t been crying, I just got something caught in my eye.