No worries, folks. Loop's minor surgery set her back for a whopping 2.5 hours. Her stitches look good (go me!) and I'll take them out in about 2 weeks. AND, we saved a ton of money by stitching her ourselves! Before you read that last sentence and go postal on my frugal nature, please believe me when I say that I felt competent in my capabilities and if it had been something really major I would in fact spend the money to heal my beloved bestie. Pretty sure I ruffled some feathers on that last comment.
On a sidenote, my poor mother. I wonder what goes through her head sometimes when I call. Like when I lived in east Texas and she got a random call, "Hey, Mom, how do you know if you have a concussion?"
Or last Saturday as I was prepping for Loopie's stitch-up job. "Hey, Mom, do you know where I could find some hemostats?" (A tool used in surgery procedures.)
Her response is almost never varies. ".....sigh...... Um, why?...."
"No reason, just curious."
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