My dogs survived...

They are so brave. They made it through the night and are a bit more active this morning. The little one, Cujo, has taken up this little low pitched squeaky/whimper. He sounds like a squeeze toy that you squeeze only once. They have their little collars on. The hardest part for them is being separated. The bigger one, Loki, loves to lick, so he would have Cujo's incision licked open in a second if they were together, but they are only separated by a gate in the doorway. I'll try to get a photo in a few minutes and post it. Hubby is working from home today, so that means I'll be away from my computer alot. Later,
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