Poor Mango, he was attacked by another dog. We were not here, hubby was picking Little Girl and I up form the airport after our 5 weeks in the USA and the oh so hectic story of how i mailed our passports to California by mistake. (read that story here.) So we do not know exactly what happened… but all we know is that he was left with a huge gash and an internal puncture wound. We knew he needed stitches right away because we could see his stomach lining… but there were no vets on island! When the Husband called our vet on his cell, the vet said “You will have to fly to La Ceiba” which is on the mainland. Hubby hung up and I said “Are you going or am I?”
After 5 weeks away, I was ready to be separated from my husband after only an hour because my little boy dog needed help.
Thankfully, no one had to fly anywhere because the husband has connections, and by that I mean this is a tiny island and everyone knows everyone… So he got stitched up by an anesthesiology who was visiting the island from the US. Praise God for people who are willing to help. Sadly, we had no cone of shame for him to wear, so of course he licked and pulled out all the stitches within a day. I had to take him to “the Wednesday Vet”, Dr. Calderone, who visits Roatan from the mainland, but only on Wednesdays.
Dr. Calderone is wonderful, but this is not a traditional North American style vet office. There is one room, with an exam/operating table, a shelf with supplies, the Dr.’s desk, and a bench. Everyone signs in and then waits outside under some trees until their pet’s name is called. So Mango and Kara and I waited for 3 hours and then we saw the vet. Mango had to have surgery to remove the first set of stitches and some infection. I acted as surgical assistant. I learn how to do such much as a missionary. I think I did alright, but since my Spanish is limited and the Dr.’s English is very limited, I would not know if I was terrible. I like to think I was a huge help… as I took photos with my iphone.
This was pretty hard to watch. It was almost like having my child in surgery.
Poor Maymay. He was a champ. He slept through the whole things and it went well.
Check out how drugged this little guy got. He was so totally out of it for the ride home that I decided to secure him in Little Girl’s car seat.
Check out the huge bandage on his side. He is gonna have a huge 4″ scar on his left side.
I keep telling him that chicks dig scars… but he just doesn’t care.
I love that when Mango is sleeping he looks like a tiny fawn.
Check out those awesome ears. Na na na na na na na na Bat-dog!
Thankfully, we borrowed a cone from a friend and now he is truly on the road to recovery.
Soon, we will have our little Mango back.
Have you ever had an animal have surgery? How did you deal?