I'd been hearing wind of it for a few weeks, but I dismissed it as me not hearing all of the conversation. Even when Mom sat me down to tell me about the procedure, I still didn't quite believe it would happen.
It was a rainy Friday morning, and Mom put us in the car just like any other day. When we pulled up to the vet, I thought Ayla must need something because I've been feeling pretty darn good. I do love going to the vet, especially this vet, but I didn't want to get out of the car in the rain. Despite my obvious protest, Mom pulled me from the car and brought me in and then did something she's never done........She left me there.
Everyone was very nice and Dr. Lord came to hang out with me. Pretty soon, I was in a deep sleep and when I woke up, I felt some pain of course, but also an emptiness. I felt a little umph, a shenesequa, a part of me was just sort of gone. Hmm, they really did IT.
I took one for the team. We can't really risk Ayla getting in a family way while she is so young. It's okay, I'm okay. Dr. Lord took really good care of me and even called to check up on me a few times.
I'm not sure how I will feel as the next days and months roll on, but right now, when I think about Aria, my pulse beats a bit faster. You can't take that away from me.
2 comments:
Hi Orso -
May you have a very speedy recovery!!
Oh, Orso, Dude! I'm so sorry for your loss - I hope my people don't get wind of this female puppy thing, it sounds like something they would just love to do!
I'm thinking good thoughts, and hope at least you're getting your couch back for now -
Love, Otto
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