I'm telling you, these past past few months, and in particular these last few weeks, have been buck-freaking-wild when it comes to animals.
Suki was just in heat. Oh Lord, was she in heat. She's been sporting a lovely diaper up until last week, and she did not like it. I mean she really, really did not like it. Her personality had completely changed, and all she did was lay around refusing to move and she would tremble when you come near her. Now that we are back in the states, we are going to get her spayed (our previous vet had an insane wait time and getting on "the list" was tougher than winning the dang lotto!). Hopefully I won't have to deal with her menstrual issues again!
|Suki in her diaper, laying in the only spot that Zeus can't effectively get to her: my craft basket.|
And so.... last Friday Lance took Zeus to get neutered! *Hallelujah!* I'm telling you, he is a completely different dog, but not! He is back to his happy-go-lucky self, with the exception that he actually listens to us now! Well, as good as he'll ever listen, I guess. He doesn't seem bothered at all by his "procedure" (something we were concerned with since he's so old), and he is still really energetic and sniffs his Suki, but he's not obsessive or aggressive anymore. Why didn't we do this years ago??
|Zeus the night of his surgery, stoned off his arse, and being watched over by his Suki.|
And then there is this little dude. Bill. Oh Bill. Will you ever use a litter box? And not as a bed, please?