Bad day for Nova........

Nova had a tough day yesterday. Mrs. Lime dropped him off yesterday morning at the vet to have a cracked tooth removed. Evidently he's one tough dog. The vet said that there was an infection underneath the tooth. He never shows any sign of pain.

We went by to pick him up around 4:00 PM. They did the procedure early in the day, but they kept him for awhile to allow him to wake up and let some of the anesthetic wear off. When they finally brought him out, he was walking like a drunk guy in a bar. He was happy to see us, but was walking sideways and not exactly all there. It appears he's a very happy drunk, so that's always a good thing.

We got out to the truck to head home. He was excited to be going 'bye-bye'. He usually recognizes the truck and walks right up to the back door to get in. This time, he simply walked right past it. We have confirmation. He's out of it. I pulled him back with the leash and open the door. He was excited to go, but he gave me a look that indicated that there was no way in hell that he was going to be able to get into that truck. I grabbed him around the stomach and hoisted him into the truck. He stumbled in and quickly laid down since he was a bit wobbly.

When we got home, same thing. I lifted him out of the truck and he was really happy to be back on solid ground. I had him follow me out to the front to 'go potty'. He trotted out to follow me, but as his eyes kept focused forward on me, his legs kept taking him straight left. After taking the long way to the end of the driveway, he finally managed to reach me. He walked over and lifted his leg to potty. It didn't work so well. His leg quickly dropped back to the ground. He realized what was going on, so he just peed on all four legs. Thankfully, his aim was good enough that he didn't pee on his feet at all. That's my boy!

We came inside through the garage. He bumped into two walls on the way through the hallway, but was unphased. He went to get a drink and ended up somehow dunking most of his neck fur in his water bowl. I suppose we should thank our lucky stars he didn't drown. After that, he came into the kitchen area and laid down. I was doing a few things in the kitchen and suddenly heard one of the kitchen chairs go sliding into the table. Was it a ghost? Nope, just Nova running into a chair when he started walking around the kitchen. No worries.

The night was topped off with an event that the vet had already told us might happen. He started drooling blood out of the side of his mouth. It wasn't a big deal when he was on the marble floors, but we had to put a towel under his head when he moved to the carpet to lay down. Thankfully, it wasn't too much drool and easily controlled.

Nova slept really well last night. I'm guessing that he's pretty glad that yesterday is behind him.