Well, we took Otie to get neutered. It was time. He ran off the other day and was gone for over an hour. We looked everywhere and he finally found us. Plus he’s taken to trying to hump Lil’lady. Um, no, that doesn’t work for me.
At any rate, they sent him home and he was so sad and dejected. He looked like he’d lost his best friend. Oh, wait… Anyway, for some reason they didn’t give him any pain medications and he was just acting funky. By the time TheMan got home the vet was gone for the day and I couldn’t call asking for any. When I took him out he kind of limped over to the grass and laid down- in the snow. He hates the snow, but I think that he was liking the cold on his incision. It was a tad bit sad.
Now, I thought (and have actually seen this) that the vet just cut off the sack and all. Snip, snip, tie. But with Otie she (the vet) went in, cut out his jewels, and left that poor, sorry, empty little sack dangling1. She didn’t even bother to tape it up or anything. It’s just dangling. Ugh.
The day after his surgery he tried to get up and play. But every time he would run his sack would bounce and he would immediately sit down. I felt so bad for him, the poor guy. TheMan says to me “Well, it can’t hurt that bad.” HUH?
Me: “What would you do if your balls were cut out and your emptiness just bounced around willy-nilly? I’ll tell you what you’d do: You’d cry like a little baby and beg me to put you out of your misery.”
Poor dog. I did try to put a compress on it, but he just got irritated and tried to eat it. He actually grabbed it out of my hand, went to take off, realized his was sore, and laid back down. *snort* He still wouldn’t let me put anything on it. Other Sis told me to use ibuprofen. Except NO. That shit is toxic, duh. From the info I saw, it is only safe at 5 mg per pound. Using my newly acquired math skillz I estimated that we needed 35 mgs. Ok, so I look at this pill (still thinking Other Sis knows what the hell she’s talking about) and think to myself “How the fuck am I going to figure out what 35 mgs is?”. I proceed to fling the pill in the trash- along with the idea that Other Sis knows what the hell she’s talking about.
So now, it’s a couple of days later and he’s back to his old self (the dog, not the husband). Amazingly, the castration didn’t take away his high energy (labradoodle, remember?). OMG! Can you believe that shit? TheMan is perplexed as to why it didn’t work out that way. You would think that he would have asked the vet and/or read the information the vet sent home for us. You would be wrong. The dog still greets us like he’s a 10 pound poodle (instead of 72 pounds) with a stubby tail (his tail his long and will whack the shit out of your legs if you get too close). He still tries to jump in trees to catch that damned chattery squirrel. And he still almost catches the rabbit.
He has, however, stopped trying to hump Lil’lady.
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TRUST ME. AS SOMEONE WHO HAS GONE THROUGH A SIMILAR OPERATION, THE ONLY THING THAT CAN POSSIBLY HURT WORSE IS GIVING BIRTH.
Sorry lew, you don’t have a clue! Poor Otie. My male cat went through the same thing. You would have thought they would have taken the whole shebang but with mine they didn’t either. Glad he feels better!
They did that when I had my dog de-balled. Snipped the balls off and left his change purse as I call it, flapping lol. After a few months it will shrivel up and be just a sad reminder of his former prowess. Funiest thing the lady vet asked me if I wanted to take Bruno’s balls with me as a souvenir
Ow! Poor Otie. I hope he doesn’t go poops on the floor like Tiki does when she gets mad about something.
Everybody around this place is fixed! Alan got vasectomized, I got hysterectomized, all the kitties are ‘fixed’ and the kittens go in tomorrow to lose whatever the hell they’ve got (I’m 0 and 4 on sexing kittens, so I stopped trying. We’ll name them after.) I haven’t had a menstrual cycle in 7 YEARS and I’m 42. I looooooove not having a period. They took the whole mess, so I’m without hormone interference too. That was THE BEST FUCKING OPERATION EVER.
We had our dog “snipped” by pound before we picked him up. He has incredible amounts of energy as well.
Unless the fireplace is on. Then he lies there and gets toast. That dog ain’t dumb.
Poor Otie. My dog was the same, only when he started to feel better he decided to try and break our bones with the plastic collar he had to keep on by charging at us
Well, I am sure it was good for him while it lasted. I have never had a pet not bounce back from a snip job.
Hi, Everyone!
Sorry, don’t have time to post individual replies. I’m behind.
Otie is doing fine. Seems to have bounced back quite well. Except for his poor, empty sack. It’s disgustingly flat. For some reason I keep thinking it’s a turd that didn’t drop all the way. EWWWW!
He thanks you for the well-wishes.
Please check with your vet before giving ibuprofen to a dog. I seem to remember from the deep dark recesses of my mind that ibuprofen can be toxic to dogs.
Glad to hear your guy is doing better.