Gus doesn’t seem to know he had surgery yesterday, he came hopping out of his crate this morning, pounced on Fate, tore around the house and was eager to eat. His hood came off right after breakfast and I took him and Red and Fate out for a walk, he was his regular vigilant and active self.

More and more, Gus reminds me of the border collies, stoic, active, vigilant. Having a small dog is really not so different than having a larger dog,  you just have to treat them all the same. I think I’ll put the hood on tonight, but leave it off today. We’re separating Gus and Fate today, Fate will be outside with Maria, Gus and Red will be with me.

I see the incision is small, about two or three inches with two self-dissolving stitches at one end. The border collies get cuts worse than that all the time, and you usually never even know about it. Dr. Fariello did a good job.