Over the Christmas break, Tippy and Daisy had their female surgeries so that we would not have puppies in our future. Bethany did not really like this idea. She thinks having puppies would be a great event. Somehow, the surgery was taking away something precious from Tippy and Daisy. I told her we had to have the surgeries because we signed a contract with the breeder that we would. Thankfully, this settled the debate. A contract is a very important agreement, which can not be broken. Maybe we did take something precious away from Tippy and Daisy, but consequences of not taking away this ability are also tremendous for the humans involved.
The surgeries were quite the ordeal for the pups. We had to keep them separated from each other for two entire weeks. The pups felt fantastic after a couple of days and were offended that they could not play with each other. We rotated them in and out of their crate every few hours for fourteen days. They developed games to play through the bars of the cage. They curled up next to each other with bars between them to sleep. It was very pitiful.
At last the recommended time of separation was over, they were reunited about ten o'clock on a Saturday night. We had new snow on the ground. Tippy and Daisy were frantic with puppy mania. The puppies played gleefully with puppy smiles on their faces well into the night. They raced in and out of their dog door out into the snow and back again. They tumbled and romped. They barked and chatted. They howled at the world a message of pure joy. They had each other again.
To celebrate their recovery, we took them for a bath and a trim. They got their first official cocker spaniel haircuts. Our puppies aren't little babies anymore. I'd say we have reached the teenage years already.
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