My dog is home...

Chloe spent the night at the vet recuperating from her spay. She got her big girl shots and became a woman all in one visit and she was decidedly unhappy about it.

Even at the time I knew it was stupid, but I felt so guilty that she was spending the night there. She loves to be around people and the thought of her lying in a kennel, surrounded by strange dogs and cats, with no people there just broke my heart. Yes...I even wept a bit.

But now she's home, no worse for wear. The vet said to try to keep her calm and sedate. Yeah - whatever. She's tearing around here wrestling with the other dogs and jumping from couch to couch. I guess she's as glad to be home as I am glad to have her back.