Poor Baylor

Today was a big day for Baylor, she got "fixed." No puppies in her future. I know this a routine procedure nowadays, but for my little pup, it felt like major surgery. We arrived at the vet at about 7:30 and after signing all the paperwork and being promised a phone call when she was out of surgery, I left. By early afternoon I was starting to get a little concerned that I hadn't heard anything. Finally, I called and learned that she was doing fine and ready to be picked up. Thanks for letting me know, peeps!

Baylor definitely wasn't herself when I picked her up. She was very groggy, slow moving, and didn't try to jump once. She didn't even want to get in the car and I didn't think I could pick her up without hurting her. I'm sure it was quite a sight as I tried to talk her into getting in. Apparently she knew what was best though, she puked three times in the car on the way home. Poor dog.

Once she made it home she just stood there. She didn't lay down, didn't sit, she just stood and looked at me. Here she is sporting her new accessory. She loves it!



She also got hospital "necklace."


The one bright spot about this experience...The regular (totally inflated) fee for today's Vet visit was $1,195.35. My fee was $32.30, and eleven of that was for a pedicure. :)

In other Baylor news, she became a homeowner while I was in Chicago. Her "grandparents" really love her and took excellent care of her while I was away. They even bought her a house! She spent all night in it last night and looked so cute poking her head out at me this morning. I'd post a picture but it's too dark. Maybe Baylor will feel up to posing with it tomorrow. Thanks Mom and Dad for loving Baylor so much.