The woes of a fur-mom.

Yesterday was kind of a traumatic day for me. 

At 8 AM I dropped Gracie off at the vet to have her teeth cleaned and a mass on her gum removed, but this was the first time in 5+ years I’ve left her anywhere besides with a loved family member or friend.  Gracie is a very anxious dog, and my poor little baby was beyond terrified.  I was fighting tears as they literally dragged her away from me.  The vet tech promised they’d call me as soon as she was awake and available to be picked up after the procedure, so I went home to a very distraught Cooper who ran right past me to look for his sister when I let him out of his crate.  Those two are NEVER apart.

So I ran some errands yesterday and left Cooper with “grandma” where he likely enjoyed a spa day filled with lots of treats and grandma-love, but I couldn’t get my little Gracie bear off my mind.  I hated to think she was scared.

3 o’clock rolled around and off Cooper and I went to pick up sister.  The vet tech and Gracie met me in a little room, and the reunion was joyous! She wasn’t even wearing the muzzle I brought her in with! Her tail was wagging! She seemed almost happy!  What the heck, Gracie.  Your mother was worried sick all day, and now you seem happy and well adjusted?!  Hrrmph. 

But that’s not all, folks. Later that evening I left the two of them to run a few more errands, but when I got back, I was greeted by a very ashamed-looking Gracie, who had escaped from her crate (the door is broken and it pops open if you push on it hard enough).  Cooper was still locked in his, though, and by the looks of the slobber spatter that soaked the rug in a two foot radius from his crate door, he had been spazzing out for quite some time.  Came to discover he had also been chewing the plastic sides of the crate and tore holes in his blankets!  Clearly he was extremely upset by the fact that Gracie was free and he was not.  It took a massive amount of paper towels to soak up all the slobber outside the crate… nice work, Cooper.

Anyway, that’s the most exciting part of my week so far.  I can’t shake this cold and I haven’t been sleeping well… without fail, my mind always goes crazy when something new and exciting happens in my life (THE CAMERA), so I’ve been having trouble shutting down my brain before bed at night.  It’s thinking: white balance! aperture! f-stops! pretty pictures! pretty pretty pretty! mustn't default on my loan! must look into photo blogs! must find people to practice on! Etc.

For now, these little models will have to do…

my little patient.

 sometimes her lip gets stuck.

puppy dog eyes at their finest.

a rare captured moment where Cooper is standing still.

play time.

Happy Wednesday. :)