Sad mom

[basildestiny]

Well yesterday, I got up at 8:22 am to take my little baby puppy, Kira, to the vet to be spayed. Not that she's really a little baby puppy anymore. She's five months old. But she's still little. And they had to cut her open and remove organs. That made me sad and nervous. Even if it is a routine procedure.

I got to pick her up today after 9 am. I decided to get a little bit of sleep since I haven't been sleeping very well what with early morning appointments interupting my sleep. So I picked her up and she wasn't very happy go lucky as usual. She was her typical glum self when going places. She doesn't like going out. I think she's afraid we're going to leave her with someone and not come back for her.

She started to perk up when she saw me get into the car. And really brighten someone's day at Fazzoli's. The drive-thru girl thought she was really cute. Kira is really cute. We drove around, ran an errand at my mom's house, visited with the neighbor's dog, went home and visited with her brother, Riker.

All in all, it seems that I was the one traumatized by the whole ordeal. She was running around the house, playing with Riker, having a grand old time. I'm the one imagining her being sore or upset with being left somewhere.

silly me
~Bas

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[basildestiny]

Well we still don't trust her enough to let her run around the entire house. Maybe we can confine her to the kitchen in the near future. I think I might try that this week now that you've brought it up.