The right decision

Three full days since surgery to remove Zoe’s eye and one thing is clear:  it was the right decision.  And I figured that out within 2 minutes of getting her back.

Last week, I mentioned how her “flap” wasn’t as vigorous as it used to be.  She couldn’t get her head into it.

Now she can.

It’s that simple.

Without the infected eye causing her all that pain, she can now do all the things she did before (albeit with a cone around her head).

It’s still sad to see that eye stitched shut.  I’m still feeling those human feelings  because she doesn’t have two eyes.  But she doesn’t seem to be.  She just seems more annoyed that the cone keeps getting caught on things.  But she’s even figuring that out pretty well.

She’s a smart little dog.  And for the first time since this whole thing began, I feel good about her.

So both of us are feeling better… which has been a long time coming.

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