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Paisley's First Surgery

No need to worry- Paisley didn't have surgery.  She just "helped" her daddy out with one at the clinic.  He spayed a racoon this morning and we decided that sounded like something we might want to see, so we headed up there to watch.

Aaron and Emma (the racoon) before surgery

Me and Emma...  she's drowsy from her anesthetic

Racoons are not into S&M, she's prepped for surgery
The end of her baby-makin' days---Her uterus and ovaries are about to be gone


Paisley's excitement was overwhelming- she slept the whole time!
Everything went great with the surgery and Emma went home this afternoon feeling fine.  Well, you can't ask her how she's feeling obviously, but she was acting like herself.  :)

We love getting to spend time with Aaron during the week and I always enjoy a good surgery, so I'd say it was a great day!

Comments

  1. Kev and EricaNovember 8, 2010 at 10:05 PM

    I can't believe he did surgery on a racoon! That seems so bizarre! Is she someone's pet?

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  2. TraceyNovember 9, 2010 at 2:41 AM

    Wow! That's amazing!!! What a sweet little racoon she is...who knew they needed to be spayed too? So interesting...

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  3. RELHNovember 9, 2010 at 7:57 AM

    What a fun post!

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  4. KandiceNovember 9, 2010 at 8:45 AM

    I would like to say how strange this is and I'm not sure that we can be friends anymore. hahahahahh Totally kidding. Kind of cool actually.

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  5. Trace and SarahNovember 9, 2010 at 12:31 PM

    Just wait until she gets older, she will love the clinic!

    Trace sewed up a miniature donkey and Nathan watched, then the next day at church, during services, he yells, "Donkey-donkey's owie (sp?)!!" Oh, happy memoires!

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  6. Meant to be a momNovember 9, 2010 at 3:45 PM

    Wow that is so crazy, thanks for sharing, I can honestly say I've never seen anything like that before. :)
    Paisley you can be a doctor or vet in no time if you keep hanging around your parents :)

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  7. AnonymousNovember 9, 2010 at 8:15 PM

    Wow, awesome photos. What a lucky little kiddo to be able to witness such cool animal experiences.

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