Tiffany was speyed at the end of April, she's about 5 years old. When I picked her up she was a bit groggy and I realised their idea of 'oh she's had some food', in Tiffs case, meant they'd put it in the cage and she'd lay with her head in it
She was still a bit dozy by the evening so we got a load of duvets down and slept on the floor in the lounge rather than go to bed upstairs. I woke up at 2am with her lying on my chest, nose inches from mine, whining, with my face completely enclosed by the bucket
She had the collar on for a couple of nights and when I went out but she didn't really bother with the stitches. She was also bouncing off the walls the day after the op and I have to confess that after about 5 days I forgot and let her off the lead. I did a lot of wincing and shouting that week.
She had a tooth out and a scale and polish at the same time. Her personality doesn't seem to have changed, her coat's ok too so far.