A good nights sleep, and we were all recovered from our puppy experience.
Next up was Molly who was scheduled to have surgery and a tooth extracted on Thursday. Of course I always worry anytime one of the dogs has to have surgery. For several reasons, this one had me a little more unsettled. But I trusted the cosmos and of course the vet to take care of her and she did just fine. By 6:30 that evening, I was picking up a very sleepy Molly, who ended up having two teeth taken out. Showing her true Golden Retriever personality, she's not complained at all about any pain or discomfort and has been a very compliant post-op patient.
This takes us to Max, who as you know is also available for adoption. I've heard from no one interested in him. I'll admit that I'm a little surprised. But there's no rush. I know that like Charlie, Max will "meet his match" soon enough.