Yep, too good to be true. I got home form work and she'd gotten the t-shirt off and her incision was red and irritated. Either licking or scratching at it. Shirt and ecollar both went back on her. Not sure why she's bothered by it 11 days post-op suddenly.

The red has faded this morning, to a much more normal healing pink. Making sure there is no loose fabric seems to help keep the shirt on her. Sadie continues to be her happy snuggly self and just keeps being more and more her as she heals. She is now returning to her tendancy to smack me in the face with her remaining front leg.

So today I got the last of the carpet runners put down and let her wander in and out of "her" room. The first thing she did was go stick her head through the "small pet" door in the gate on the basement stairs to fuss at the cat. Thankfully, she didn't get her head stuck. Did have one moment that had me doing panicked squawking when she took a corner to fast and fell, but she was fine. Looking forward to Monday (there's something you rarely say!) and no more staples.

Okay, this is just really cool. When Sadie was hit, it was an hour (rush hour traffic) to the emergency vet who had an orthopedic surgeon on staff who could handle her injury. So we ended up going to the nearest vet to get her stable and confirm that there were no serious injuries beyond the leg. Yesterday I got a card from them, signed by the whole staff, noting that they were really sorry about what happened and how sweet Sadie was the whole time they were treating her, despite the awful injury. Going to have to call them tomorrow an let them know sh'es doing great. Makes me wish the clinic wasn't 45 minutes away from my house, because they were amazing. 

Staples are out! WooHoo! The low end of the incision is still not 100% healed and has some flabby skin that will hopefully tighten up over time. the vet did recommend wearing the shirt for another week to give it time to heal up completely. He said her weight was perfect and that she looks to be moving really well and she can begin low level activity.

The bad news was she was very stressed by strange people and balked at going into the clinic. A vet tech had to come out and carry her inside. And the poor thing peed she was so nervous about a stranger picking her up. Then, when the vet came in, she hid behind the tech (they removed the staples in the back, not with me there, or she would have hid behind me). When it was time to leave, the vet had to leave the room and move out of sight before she would get up to leave.

Looks like the future involves routine trips to go sit in the parking lot of Petco and the vet's office and feed her lots of treats to build up her comfort levels.