Emotional day

Yesterday was a lot harder than I had anticipated. 

As I started getting ready yesterday morning, Lucy instantly knew something was going on. Once we walked downstairs she began shaking, which really didn’t vanish until we were half way down the road.

You see June 13 marked the day that she was being spayed. Our day started rather early because I had to drop her off at the vet at 7:30 in the morning.

The bad part of this whole scenerio is Banfield is right next to the Kingsport Greenbelt where we go for our runs.

The excitment slowly took over Lucy as she became aware of where we were. As the car continued to go past our regular destination, she began shaking again. After I parked the car, we sat there for a few minutes as I gave her a few last scratches, which she throughly enjoyed.

We walked to the front counter and as I was given paperwork, the nurses took her from me and walked away.

I was okay until I walked back towards the car with no puppy.  I have no idea why I became so emotional, but my eyes began filling with tears as I sat in the car.

At this point in time I was reminded how much this little puppy and I have shared in such a short amount of time. I cannot put into words what kind of bond we have formed.

Jason and I were able to save her when she showed up at our doorstep, and in a sense she saved me too. I love having a companion with me all the time, especially with how much Jason works.

I knew Lucy was in good hands, but she was still going to be given anesthesia and undergoing surgery.

I’m a worry wart, a very big worry wart.

Once I arrived back home I started to work on some articles, which was weird. There was no puppy under my desk, no little puppy footsteps following me everywhere, no breaks to go for a walk outside.

Jason and I made an appointment for our kitty Leo at Banfield for 9:15 the same morning. This was very hard. I could hear Lucy crying, but I couldn’t go and comfort her. Her surgery hadn’t started yet, and wouldn’t for another hour or so.

After bringing Leo back home, I went back to work, while watching the clock. The wait for the phone call, oh the wait.

I was finally able to settle down when the phone rang and I was told that Lucy did really well and we could pick her up after 4 p.m. Now a new wait was before me. Thank goodness I had a ton of work to get done.

This part of my day I will never forget. When the vet carried Lucy into room #2, she was wearing a light blue bandana. I stood up and walked towards her. I knew she knew who I was, but since she was still highly medicated her look was so far away. It felt good to pet her and let her know I was there. It felt even better to carry her to the car and bring her home.

After we got her home, Jason headed to the store to get us dinner.

I lost it .

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As she sat in her bed, she looked at me through extremely cloudy eyes. Lucy was right in front of me, but yet so far away. That look made me cry.

As humans we can verbally communicate how we are feeling. Although I know this puppy, I had no idea what she was thinking, how she was feeling.

Overwhelmed was an understatement.  I’m such a softy, such an animal lover. This puppy stole my heart from day one.

I’m happy to say the cloudiness slowly went away and the alert, loving puppy joined us by the end of the night.

She slept all night with a cone around her neck to prevent her from licking. She stayed close to my side,  often times repositioning herself to get even closer.

Today Lucy was back to normal for the most part. She definitely wants to be active, which I cannot let her do quite yet.

The hardest thing this week is going to be preventing her from jumping, running and chasing the cats up the stairs. I’m hoping we will have a successful week of recovery.

I love how much of an impact an animal can have on your life. I’m excited to see what the future holds for this little pup and I!

2 thoughts on “Emotional day

  1. Oh I teared up reading this. What a great post. I am glad I am not the only one who is a worry wart! Our animals love us so unconditionally that it is exactly how you say. They cant speak. We can only guess.

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