Kai (and my Mini Cooper) are both fine

Both my dog and my car had surgery yesterday. $1,500 later, I have a working dog and car. Yay!

The car’s been in the shop since last Thursday. Luckily they had a loaner available. At first the service manager said he didn’t think he had one, then he looked over at me in this appraising, sort of “actually, you’re pretty old” sort of look, and then he said, “Can you drive a stick?” Yeah, I’m pretty old. I learned on a 3-speed on the column. I have over 30 years experience driving with various types of manual transmissions. Although why they would buy a stick shift for a loaner car, I haven’t any idea.

Anyway I’ve been driving this for the last few days:

Vroom-vroom-vroom!

Right after I got my own Mini back, I went to pick up Kai. Before they brought him out, they gave me the post-op lecture, explaining that he would be groggy, listless, with low appetite at first.

Ha, ha, no. They brought him out and he was all hyper-whining, excitedly pulling at the leash, his feet slipping on the floor, out of his mind like he always gets whenever there are new people around. I looked at them and said, “Groggy?”

There has been no dent in his appetite either. Kai is as food obsessed as usual. You would think we were starving him, instead of allowing him to slowly gain weight as he ages (particularly with John feeding him a lot lately, lol).

Here he is shortly after surgery. His tail’s down, but that’s just because he was waiting for dinner, which was taking longer than he thought necessary.