I decided to have my Great Dane castrated. He went to the vets a week ago. The vet took out his balls and left the sac in place and Tyson came home. Sleepy but fine. An hour later his ball sac was the size of a football. The vet came out and re-operated under a tree on the patio, with the drip hanging off a tree. Blood everywhere. He took out blood clots from his sac and pronounced that he would then be fine, but he was inflamed. He has been out every day since to check. This afternoon he decided to take off the whole ball sac as it was still the size of a football. All was prepared. A sheet was put on our outdoor dining table. The drip was hung from an ivy plant. His scalpel was taken from his tool box. A plastic bag was prepared at the ready, and off we went.
An hour later. Blood everywhere. Balls in the dustbin (garbage for US readers). Table covered in blood. Sheet in dustbin. Floor ankle deep in blood. Mr Matilda passed out and on bed in bedroom. Dog still alive and asleep at my feet.
Meatballs for tea on the table where it all took place.
Be warned any males if you ever come to eat at my house. Now I know how to do it!!!!
Only in this country!!!!
Matilda
An hour later. Blood everywhere. Balls in the dustbin (garbage for US readers). Table covered in blood. Sheet in dustbin. Floor ankle deep in blood. Mr Matilda passed out and on bed in bedroom. Dog still alive and asleep at my feet.
Meatballs for tea on the table where it all took place.
Be warned any males if you ever come to eat at my house. Now I know how to do it!!!!
Only in this country!!!!
Matilda