Saturday, we had SNOW, yes, snow. The closer Bobbi and I got to Cardston, the more snow we saw! The clinic was buzzing dispite the weather.
It was 8am and surgeries were about to start. I had been asked to help with recovery. My job was to get the dogs after the surgery, make sure they could breath and that they were warming up, wake them up, and move them back into their crates when they were ready. This proved to be a very physically demanding and stressful. We were borrowing the clinic, and doing a quantity of dogs that the building had never seen before. Usually, in a standard spay/neuter surgery, the dogs are placed back in kennels and a person will sit with that ONE dog and wake it up. The dogs in my 'ward' came out in threes and fours at a time sometimes, all still tubed (tracheal tubes for breathing during the surgery) and my 'ward' was located on the floor of the hallway in the clinic!