Odin couldn't go through with his surgery last Thursday. Despite double the dosage of knock-out drugs he refused to go down. It was too dangerous to give him any more.
We're trying again this Thursday with a different drug cocktail to see if we can make him woozy enough to work on him that way.
Even the vet said in all his years he'd never seen an animal fight so hard to stay awake--and he once worked on a Siberian tiger.
I'm at my wit's end. Like Odin I've been living on adrenaline for the last few days. God help us if it doesn't work this time. His poor eye is getting worse.
All good thoughts and prayers welcomed.