The big snip! A story about being de-sexed from a dog's perspective
Whether you agree with desexing/neutering dogs or not - this article gives the perspective of my dog Amber. Needless to say I have mixed feelings.
Hi my name is Amber. I am 7. I am a female Shetland Sheepdog and this is what I remember from long ago when I had the 'Big Snip' operation.
I woke up today and was rather shocked that mum didn't give me my chicken wing for brekkie. She seemed rather worried about something but I just gave her a lick and followed her around for a bit. Then she put our leads on and I thought Yay! An early morning walk! But we drove a different way and I felt a bit car sick, my brother Rufus was taking up all the room as usual on the front seat...
Well, then we got to this new place and when we walked in it smelt funny. Like the place my old mum used to take me when I was little to get those awful pointy things that they poked into me. I hope they don't have any of those today...
Well, mum went into a room with lots of whining dogs and metal crates and helped the lady put us in a crate. It had a nice fluffy mat and I sniffed around, wondering what we were doing here. Rufus wasn't scared at all. He sniffed all the corners and bounced around a bit before the door was shut, mum left and the lady walked out of the room.
Well after a little while of sniffing, listening and wondering what we were doing here, another lady came and picked us up one by one.
Well, the rest is my story, but because my translator wasn't there, I can't really explain what happened. Mum apparently rang the vet after our 'operation' to see if we were ok and was so worried the night before she couldn't sleep. I think she felt guilty or something. Well, she gave us a lot of extra kisses and her voice was all sad sounding.
Well, I woke up to find my mum had returned! She stroked my head but I was so sleepy that I couldn't show her how happy I was to see her. It had been such a strange day and I was so tired...
After we got home, mum put me in my bed and stroked me to sleep. She kept trying to put water on my nose. I don't know why, she kept saying 'have a drink girl' 'good girl' but I was so tired I just licked her fingers a few times and then fell asleep all night.
In the morning, my tummy hurt and I sniffed it and gave it a bit of a lick. I don't know why it hurts. But I can't walk down stairs very easily. It hurts too much. Rufus is bounding around though. He keeps licking his tummy too. But I feel so tired and a bit quiet so I just lay around and let mum pat me and cuddle me.
Today I'm feeling much better. I even let Rufus play with me and trotted after him up the path when mum let us onto the front lawn to do our wees. She gets so happy when we do that. But the other day i did a wee on her rug in her bedroom and she gasped, picked me up and said "Uh uh". Then she plonked me outside for a while. She wasn't very happy about that. I hope she isn't upset at me.
Tonight mum gave us both a brush. I don't like it. I'm scared. It reminds me when my other mum used to use that horrible hot air blowing motorised thing. I really try to be good but I hate being brushed. But mum is really gentle with the brush. maybe i'll get used to it.
Well, goodnight, I'm off to sleep now. It's funny though, mum's letting us sleep inside since our tummies are sore. It's fun being inside. The cat can't even be inside now because she wakes my family up all night. We're much better behaved. Once when we barked in the middle of the night, mum woke up and came outside to where our kennel is and said "uh uh". So we stopped. It's just because we heard a noise and we didn't want anyone bad to come and hurt our family.