Yoki, my working-line German Shepherd, had her spay surgery today. I dropped her off at 7:00 a.m., and the vet called me at 11:30 a.m. to inform me that the surgery had gone well. When I picked Yoki up around 4:45, she was delighted to see me. Of course, she has to wear the cone of shame.
She’s still feeling the effects of the medication. She was subdued today. I hung out with her for several hours. She ate a small meal, is now wearing her cone, and is placed in her large kennel. I have the Impact dog crates; they are pricey but worth the investment and very roomy for sleeping and hanging out.
I wasn’t planning on spaying Yoki
I had no intention of spaying her. I read the pros and cons and was leaning towards not getting it done; however, she was a tad aggressive to our other dog when she went through her first heat cycle—something we’d never seen before. After that, we monitored their interactions, and I waited to see how she would react. During her next heat cycle, she still acted similarly, and so once she turned two years old, I scheduled her surgery.
