My Poor Rocky

My little Rocky was neutered and also had a hernia repair earlier this week, my poor little guy. He was supposed to have it done last week but silly me put his monthly flea and tick medicine on him and had to wait a week to have it done. So finally we were ready this Tuesday. I was a little nervous for the little guy but the vet's office was great they called me before and after to let me know how he was doing. When I picked him up Tuesday night he was still so out of it as to be expected he had surgery and had to be put under.

It was so sad when I brought him home, he was totally disoriented and just stood there in the middle of the room just staring into space. He didn't want to lay down, it must have hurt him, so he just stood there looking so sad in his little cone all drugged up. I had to carry him around since he couldn't go up and down the stairs. Thankfully by Thursday and Friday he was well on the mend and getting back to his old self. He doesn't seem bothered by his stitches at all and so he hasn't had to wear his cone much at all.

Here he is in his cone looking pathetically adorable, it's adorably sad.