Today was the big day. We’ve been worrying about it for the last several days; all Billy was worried about was when he’d get his next meal. Boy was he mad that he couldn’t have any breakfast today! We dropped him off at the hospital at 8 am, and he happily hobbled off with the vet, sure that he was being led to his next meal.
Boy, was he wrong! He was there to have his leg amputated, and hopefully his pain with it. His surgery started at about 2 pm, and he was in recovery by 4:30. All went well. We will get to check on him in the morning. The house is sure different without him – can’t wait to have him back!