This poor baby. What else is going to happen to him. He is just a love, though.
Friday we went to the vet to have his drain removed from the tumor. It wasn't visible, so the vet cut one (or two) sutures to see if it was pushed inside the incision. This morning, I woke up to find his tumor incision wide open!! I took him to the Emergency Vet to restitch him. She said she wanted to clean out the incision, too. So the poor baby had to be put under and restitched again. He is really sewed up and now has to wear an E-collar. His stomach looks terrible and I know he is uncomfortable because he keeps looking for a spot to relax in. I can't keep him in his cage because he doesn't fit with his collar, so I am baby-gated off in the family room with him. Shiloh is whining because she can't get in here. He won't sit still and I am directing him from running into things. I am exhausted!