If I remember correctly, Callie stayed for 4 nights. We received telephone calls each morning and at other times during the day, reassuring us that Callie was well. When we picked her up, we had an appointment with Michael and he told us that everything was looking good and he showed us the post-operation x-rays of the new hip. He told us what we needed to do over the next few days and weeks, and what to look out for. It was so good to see Callie, and she was very pleased to see us, but it was really hard to see her all shaved and looking very sorry for herself. The nursing and reception staff were all lovely and Michael put her in the car for us and off we went.
When we got home we laid Callie on a quilt in front of the fire and just cuddled and fussed her until it was time to put her in the crate for bedtime. I set up a bed for me on the floor next to the crate, and we settled down for the night. Callie was still very sleepy and the night went quite well.
The next night however, was not so good. We had rehomed Callie when she was five months old, as she was spending a lot of time in a crate where she was, and she needed a new home. We always said we would never put her in a crate again, so we were not looking forward to keeping her in a crate for the next six weeks, as we had been instructed. During the day, we sat with Callie on the floor, watching her every move, but when it came to bedtime she did not want to go in the crate. We got her in but it was obvious she was so distressed there was a risk she would hurt herself. She then, and for the next six weeks, slept on the living room floor on a quilt next to me (also on the floor). She was very content, and when she became more active and started paying attention to her wound, she had a ‘cone’ round her neck so that she could not reach it. As Callie was not in the crate the living room door was kept closed so that she could not leave the room, and the sofa was turned against the wall so that she would not be tempted to jump on it. Armchairs were piled up with cushions when we were not using them so that Callie could not jump on them. As time went on, and Callie became more active, but whilst she was still not allowed to jump up, we took the legs off the sofa so that Callie could step onto it to lay down.