The vet just called, and said he came through it just fine, and he was awake and a little groggy. She said to come pick him up at 3:00.
My house is awfully quiet without him chasing the ferrets, or picking on Pip, and running in and out of the doggy door and slamming my studio door open.
ETA: Here’s my baby, home with the cone.
And here he is, sitting and slowly leaning back, and back, and back until he almost fell over. LOL, think he’s still a little groggy.