January 12, 2010

I wake up this morning just to find out that I am still at the vets. I missed Mamaw taking me out in our own yard to go potty. I don’t like it here. They offered me food but nope, I’ll just not eat until I see my Mamaw! Other dogs here are barking and whining and my God, what a massive headache I have. Can’t you people shut them up? Don’t they know I have a sore tummy? Come on, give me a break!

Mamaw is here—I can smell her perfume! I am so excited—oh, but wait—she doesn’t want me yet. She is alone cause Poppy is working so she needs to settle up with this place before I can go see her. I think it seems like a hundred years before I FINALLY get to go to her. I am rubbing her and trying to tell her how much I missed her and how much I love her. I just can’t get close enough. I’m straining in her arms cause I WANT OUT OF THIS PLACE! She tries to calm be but she can’t. I want outside—I want in the car—I want to go home. She carefully places me on a really soft towel she brought and told me to STAY. I ran right over to her side of the car cause I am sure she is trying to leave me again. But no, she opens the door and gently moves me to the passenger side of the car so she can get in. The moment she starts the car she begins talking soothingly to me and rubs me behind the ear. When we got in the garage, she helped me out of the car and offered the big snow mountain for me to go potty. Excellent choice—I wouldn’t go potty for THEM—I wanted Mamaw. We came in and I was just so happy to be home. She loved me up for a while and told me I was going to be okay. Then she gave me a little bit of water and a tiny bit of food. We waited a while cause the after surgery rules said to be careful of over-feeding in case I would be sick and vomit. It has all worked out very well. I’ve been properly fed and watered by middle afternoon and I’m in my kennel taking a little nappy poo.

Sue came over and she and Mamaw left me to go to early dinner. They want to talk about the cruise they are going on and I think she didn’t want me to hear how long she is going to be gone. But they came back here and went to the office and worked and worked at the completion of this whole fiasco. Well, that’s what I call it cause I don’t want her to go. I know I’m gonna have to spend a little time at the Ashworth Animal Hospital while Poppy works and I don’t even want to think about that. I guess I’ll just be in denial…