Another Surgery Recovery Update

Sweet Mabel is still in the process of recovering. Some behaviors (and some moaning) tell us that she's still feeling some pain, and there are parts of the day when she looks and acts really despondent, but she's certainly better than she was, and just-like-her-old-self moments of happy behavior and abundant affection are coming back with increasing frequency. And her mood always and immediately perks up when she gets to be around the other dogs (I should clarify--the other other dogs: she's with Chance the corgi lab all the time, so though she adores Chance, that's nothing special anymore, and what really gets her tail wagging is seeing Sara the black lab mix and Ella the greyhound, especially Sara). But of course, she's still moving very slowly. And she's not eating completely normally yet--both yesterday morning and this morning, she ate only a little bit before stopping, but she finishes her food if I give it back to her a couple hours later; late at night and early in the morning seem to be her roughest times.

Today's first photo was taken during one of her happy moments in the last day. Oh, how she loves to roll in the grass. The second one, below, is from the day of her surgery. As soon as Brandi set her down on the deck (after carrying her all the way from the car, while I ran into the yard and house to open all the gates and doors), Mabel pathetically trudged directly through the back door, through the kitchen, through the office, and into her crate to curl up her in bed. I don't know what the hell I was thinking taking a picture of her--the last thing she needed was a flash going off in her face (though, in my defense, her eyes were closed when I started to take the photo). I'm too much in the habit of trying to document everything.