We didn't get any pictures of Howie when we brought him home after his day at the vet. We really should have. He was pathetic. He didn't respond well to the anesthetics and they had to do an emergency IV to get his blood pressure up and he was just pathetic when we brought him home. He moaned every time someone touched him to move him and at one of the stop light on the way home he tipped over, moaned and wet in his car seat. It was one of his sadder days. When the veterinary nurse was briefing us for check out she told us Howie Ba-Zowie wasn't supposed to jump for two weeks after surgery. Whatever! These pictures are from the following day when he was feeling 100% better, and was jumping as much as ever, but he had to wear a cone because he wouldn't stop licking his incision. The cone was the post painful part of the whole experience for him. He hated it. It really humiliated him to wear it.
Now for Thanksgiving! Doot doo DOO! Tim's sister Roxanne and her family came up from Yuma to spend Thanksgiving with us and it was so much fun having them here, despite all the confusion as to whether or not Vance (Roxanne's husband) had to work Thanksgiving Day or not. I was a little nervous that Howie would try to eat the baby, Das, but since Roxanne and family brought their dog, Zoe, Howie didn't bother the baby at all. He pestered Zoe like crazy, but she was quite patient with him. Here are some pictures of our feast, Zaily and Thaeden, Zoe and the rest of us feasters at the holiday table (or bar in our case).
Finally, just because it's cute, here is a video of Howie doing the trick that Tim taught him. Howie thinks it's torture, but we think it's cute enough it's worth convincing a performance out of him regularly.
