Post op

The 12 months after Buddy had his surgery was a continual lesson for us all.

He was always quite protective of Honey and suddenly she was looking out for Buddy whenever other dogs got a little too energetic with him. Nothing aggressive, just a little reminder that he was special and needed some extra care at times.

We learned the fine line between exercising and over exertion but we still had a few trips to the park and walks around the block end in a slow meander home.

Buddy learned the art of squat peeing but not before he tried to cock a leg and lost his balance.

I learned that it was a bigger adjustment for other people and when they’d say “poor dog” I’d say “You should have seen him before.”

One outing to our local park resulted in the question being asked, “How much does he owe you?”

The answer was simple, “He owes us nothing, but we owe him for the smile he puts on our faces.”