At 7:30 tomorrow morning, I have to have my little dog at the vet to have her teeth cleaned and have two of them out.
She will be fit to be tied.
I am dreading leaving her there. I’ve never left her anywhere that wasn’t with someone beloved to me, let alone in an animal hospital – all hard surfaces, and if I didn’t think she’d know something was wrong, I would have myself a little cry.
For years and years I didn’t have her, and then suddenly, I did. Now I don’t remember my life without her.
Every day I’m thankful she’s my constant companion.