Dog

My doggie came home from the vet today wrapped up like Boris Karloff. I drove a half an hour to pick her up, and spent another half an hour talking to the matter-of-fact receptionist about how much the services cost and the cysts they found on her ovaries when they were spaying her. At least that is what I think she was telling me; she droned on about something while glaring at me like I was supposed to be grateful she was even talking to me. Her mouth moved and I started to wonder, "Where is my dog? When can I leave? Why is this woman wearing so much purple eye shadow?

After trying to communicate with this woman for much longer than my attention span, Daisy finally appeared, dragging some poor veterinary assistant across the waiting room floor, wagging her entire body. For having major surgery, she was certainly energetic. I took her out to the car and patted the back seat, "Up you go!" She hesitated. "Come on Daisy!" I said in my most energetic voice. She jumped up and just barely got her butt and hind legs in. I could tell she was exhausted. She sat up in the back seat the whole way home. I couldn't get her to lie down.

When we arrived home, she wouldn't leave the car. I called her, coaxed her, and offered her ham. She would not budge. I needed reinforcements. My siblings, Hillery and Benjamin, came out with Don, one of the neighbors. Together we picked her up in the blanket that was covering the back seat and bumped up the stairs and into the house.

Right now she is lying on an egg-carton, foam pad that has been doubled over and covered with quilts. Her eyes are half open. Her old lady chin, tight around the base, with large flaps of saggy skin underneath, spreads out over the fuchsia and green quilt. Her fat rolls blob out between the hot pink bandages that are wrapped firmly around her yellow lab body. I want to hug her but I am afraid that I will break open one of the stitched incisions. That would be yucky. I guess I will let her try to get some rest.

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I a starting this because my cute friend Dave told me to... I always do what master Dave says... he's my hero.