Pepper's surgery

Tuesday we dropped Pepper off at the vet before preschool for her surgery. You should have seen the look she gave me when I handed over the leash...it was so hard to leave her there. For those that don't know, Pepper was abused before we got her. She was at the animal shelter for a couple months, they said it took a long time for her to even eat (which I now know is just a Pepper thing), and be happy. When we got her she was better adjusted, but would still cower if anyone tried to pet her. :( And while she has mostly been spoiled since then, she does have bad separation anxiety and does not like moving, minus the car rides, and extra exploring. Every time we leave her, she doesn't eat at least the first night...this has gotten better over the years though (and with great pet sitters) it used to be worse. When we moved from Idaho to Texas she did not eat until we got to Texas, about 10 days if I remember. And with Steven having just left, I really hated to leave her with these strange people. She just shakes the whole time she is in there, and hides under me and anything else she can. But she survived. They let me take her back since she was not about to follow those strange people with out resistance. She did fine in surgery and was a little groggy still when we picked her up around 4. They gave her a bandage on her knee that fell off by itself, repeatedly, no matter what I tried. And she got a cone since she has a habit of tending her own wounds. Honestly I think she hates the one the most. The first night she was still out of it and would just stand there helplessly. If she walked into something with her cone she would just stand there. She just looks at her bed, but neve gets in it. Night time was interesting. Pepper usually sleeps under our bed, but couldn't even go upstairs herself the first night. I helped her up, because she just stood down there crying. So after we finally got into our room, she still just stood there crying because she couldn't get under the bed and I couldn't convince her to just lay down on the other side. So I helped back down the stairs and have been sleeping on the couch. I did try again the next night to sleep upstairs, but we went through the same routine. So I'm just going to sleep on the couch until the cone comes off on the 20th. It's not that bad...our couch is  great for sleeping and I have a new luxurious blanket from Christmas, could be worse. She seems to be getting used to the cone a little, and feeling better, but I'm still excited for her to be all better. Beware of photos, they contain pictures of her stitches.

One 

This never stayed up. (Two)

Three. 

We tried socks and suspenders, but nothing helped. Then he told me it was better with no bandage.

She has her own umbrella! We have gotten over 5 inches of rain in the last week.

Hiding at the vet