Naylee is home. She's completely out of it can barely keep her head up. I had to endure a full 2nd shift before getting to see her. My grandma picked her up from the vet and she went to work with her and slept the whole time. I was surprised and very happy my grandma took her with her. She didn't want her being alone with my sisters in a playful house right after the surgery. Now I have to worry about getting the kennel downstairs, I'm just going to carry her up to it tonight because I'm too sore from work to take it all apart and bring it down. After that its bandage changes and cleaning sutures. And I'm not sure how I'm going to get her to swallow the horse pills, she doesn't really go for any particular food I can stuff them in.

Btw: absent minded vet cleaned her teeth and says she definately chewed on rocks at some point. Kept asking me about it as if she does it at my house. Makes me feel like I'm the one who neglected her and leaves her outside to want to chew on rocks. They keep asking me how long I've had her. I keep telling them I just got her 8 weeks ago. Then they ask my grandma the same questions. I really wish I could afford the expensive vet again, they were a lot better at keeping up with this info.