Last night we went to "visit" Bella... when we got there and saw my poor little peanut I didn't want to leave here there overnight, especially since no one was going to be there from 7pm to 7am anyway. Despite being drugged as soon as she saw us her little tail started to wag and as the vet was wrapping her up to hand to me she reached out her little paw and curled her paw around my finger like "AH! Mom! Get me out of here!"
Ultimately, it was husband who decided we should bring her home (don't ever let him tell you he isn't as in love with this dog as I am.) The staff was concerned Bella would move around once we got her home and that by leaving her at their facility it would allow her to rest more than at home.
Well as you can see, she rested at home JUST fine. We got back around 7:30pm and she had just had the max dose of morphine. She slept pretty soundly until midnight when she started to whine a little. I gave her more pain medicine and she fell right back to sleep. She slept pretty good until this morning, although we were up earlier than normal. After taking the longest potty I have ever seen her take (can a dog her size HOLD that much liquid?) she ate almost an entire can of soft blue buffalo. They told me that she would not be eating for a few days. Mama's girl for sure-- I can eat no matter how sick I feel!
|Isn't this just so sweet?|
Pretty crazy, right?
And of course, Bella needed to be as comfortable as possible so husband headed into the guest bedroom for the night so we could have lots of room and she would be disturbed as little as possible.
|poor little baby.|
Hope everyone has a lovely day!
I will be snuggling Bella,
& watching movies all day.
Over & Out,