In the words
of Elf, “I’m in love! I’m in love and I don’t care who knows it!”
First off,
let me clarify that the Hubs and Little Bear are my number 1 priority. However, a sweet old pup has completely stolen
my heart. Let’s go back to where this
whole love affair started... which happened to be last week.
Last week I
received a middle-aged, medium-sized, mixed-breed, tan dog to spay for my
surgery lab. There was nothing special about
her - just an average looking mutt. Then
we put her up on the exam table and she blew me away. She was basically the most well-behaved dog I’ve
ever seen at the vet. She let me poke
and prod all over her, in a new strange environment, with 4 other dogs in the
room and it didn’t even faze her. She
held so still while I drew blood from her jugular while other groups filed in
and out of the prep room. She was slowly
winning me over.
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| Lab group struggles |
Last
Wednesday was surgery day! We put her
under anesthesia for surgery and began our non-sterile prep, which included shaving
her belly for her surgery. That was when
we noticed a 3-inch scar in the exact location where I wanted to make my
incision. Because there was no way to
determine if that scar was because of a previous spay we went ahead and took
her into surgery. Once in surgery, our
suspicions were correct - she had no uterus, she had no ovaries, she had
already been spayed.
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| Lab group love! |
As the
surgeon of our group, it was my responsibility to stay with our pup until she
was able to sit up on her own after surgery.
We came out of surgery before 5 and by 8 that night - she still was in
no mood to sit up. I don’t blame her -
she’d just been cut open for no reason!
So we got to spend 3 hours snuggling on the floor while she just kept on
winning me over.
Pupper-girl
left to go back to the shelter yesterday and it was so sad. I contacted the shelter to find out a little
more about her and turns out she was brought in as a stray. It explains why she is already house-broken,
knows her basic commands, and is pretty much the most special dog in the world
:) She has not been “cat-tested” yet,
but gets along great with other dogs.
Life is hard
sometimes. If Cole and I had a yard,
that dog would be in it already.
However, living in a one-bedroom apartment with my “old-man” cat isn’t
exactly conducive for a 40 pound dog :/
I’m not so worried about how the pup would feel about Bear, but more concerned
about how Bear would feel about sharing his mom and his apartment with anyone
else. Bear tends to be a stress-vomiter
:/
So right now
we just wait in limbo. I pray that
someone kind will adopt this dog and give her the home she deserves. She may be nothing special to look at, but
she’s got the best personality. If
anyone is looking to give a middle-aged dog a good home to retire in... let me
know :)
In other
areas of my life, I’m sitting in Exotics right now learning about fungal
diseases of birds. I could think of
about a hundred other things I’d rather be doing. School has been going well. Still busy, still overwhelming, but I’m
surviving.
This weekend
we are headed to Topeka to celebrate Cole’s birthday - tomorrow my best friend
turns 25! Can’t wait to spend the
weekend with the in-laws just relaxing and enjoying a night or two off from
school celebrating the Hubs!
That's all for now - Happy Tuesday!
