That was a rough couple of days.

My apologies for being out of touch for the last couple of days. Phew! I'm glad it's all over. 

Not exactly sure what y'all call it, but I think I remember Tom said I was "spayed." Are you familiar with the process? My, oh my, oh my.

Basically, I don't have any of my internal lady parts anymore. I guess I wasn't really planning on using them, but still... That wasn't any fun. Well, first let me go back to where we left off last time.

I went to my first "Meet and Greet" last Saturday. Tom and I had briefly gone to this place a couple of weeks ago, but I was too rashy and embarrassed to be shown. We waited until this past Saturday after I was all cleared up and looking hot!

Well, it still didn't work. I was kinda bummed that barely anyone came to look at me and no one really seemed to pay that much attention to me. Guess everyone wants a puppy, but I'm not that far off! If you really want something whiny that pees in the house and chews on things, I can be that! Still, no one seemed interested in giving me a shot.

Got to admit, it made me a little bit cranky. About halfway through I had enough of these dogs next to me chewing on my toys, so I got pretty growly and owly at them -- which, I'll admit, probably didn't help my case with any prospective adopters. This little girl next to me, Dory, jeez... She just wouldn't leave me alone. I mean, get a clue -- I don't want to play with you!

Well, to be honest, the whole thing just wasn't really my scene. Other dogs appeared to be having a very good time, but, well, it just wasn't my day.

But that wasn't nearly the worst part of my last few days. 

I remember Tom telling me on Monday night as we snuggled on the couch that Tuesday "was not going to be any fun." But we woke up that morning the same as any other -- with me tucked in all warm and tight between him and Shawn. But everything got wonky from there. 

Tom got up and took a shower at like, 6:30 a.m. Now, that NEVER happens. I knew something was up. Then I saw him taking my kennel out to put in the truck... I should've gone and hid under the bed. He comes back in the house and starts giving me that sweet "Commmmme heeeere Mag-gie!" I tried to go hide, but Shawn got me and the next thing I know I'm out in my kennel in the truck. IT'S NOT EVEN LIGHT OUT! 

I thought something bad might be happening, but Tom kept telling me that I was a "pretty girl" and that "everything is going to be all-right."So, I relaxed a bit.

But then, he stops the truck, gets out, and heads into this house. After a few minutes he comes back out and... I couldn't believe it... He puts this kennel in the truck next to me with -- you guessed it -- this same Dory that kept bugging me at the Meet and Greet. I mean, come on!

We drove off again and I was growling at her for a while... y'know, let her know who is boss. But, I got tired of that after a bit and we started chatting. She didn't know where we were going either and was scared. We talked for a while until we arrived at our destination, the Minneapolis Animal Control headquarters. Now, tell me that's not a bit frightening for a dog. 

Tom tried his best to assure us that everything was going to be okay and petted us both after bringing us inside. But then he was gone! This was starting to remind me a lot of being back in the pound. Dory whined a lot, and I'll admit that I did too. This was scary!

Well, I don't remember a lot about the next few hours. I recall getting some medicine or something then I was out cold. When I woke back up a while later, I was one hurtin' unit. And Dory was nowhere to be found! I kept calling out for her and got really worried. But then, she came back out and she didn't look a whole lot better than how I felt. 

We both dozed for a while. I was really out of it. But, at least Dory was next to me. Now, where was Tom?!?!?

It wasn't too long after that I heard a doorbell rang and then -- yes! Tom's voice! He was back. Even though I was pretty ticked at him for bringing me to this horrible place, at least he was now taking me home.

Ugh. I felt awful... I didn't even want to move at all. Tom just left me in the kennel and got both of us back home. It felt good to be back in some familiar surroundings. Dory was still with us and Tom put both of us on the couch to rest. I had a hard time getting comfortable, but Dory snuggled in with me and that made me feel better. She sure didn't seem to be having as hard of time with this as I was!

We slept for a couple of hours before Dory's foster mom came to pick her up. She gave me a quick good-bye lick and was gone. I hope she's feeling okay today -- I'm sure she is feeling better than I am.

I did sleep as much as I could last night and this morning and must admit I do feel better than I thought I would. I got outside and played with Hudson for a little bit, even though Tom told me to take it easy.

So, overall, not the best stretch of days. But Tom did tell me that Tuesday was likely the worst day I will ever have to have again. So, I guess I got that goin' for me, which is nice. 

That, and I did make a new friend! We might even have to hang out together at the next Meet and Greet -- as long as she leaves my toys alone.

Guess that's all for now. Tom did say to take it easy!

Until next time,

Maggie