Hubby is taking me out for Valentine’s tonight (Sat) so I don’t have much time buuuuuuttt…
Dr. Errico wanted me to come get her today so I hauled over there after work, readied all of her overnight goods and put them in the trailer, signed MT out (carefully reading all the instructions) and then… fought with her for 30 minutes. Once again MT refused to load.
I cannot really blame her as I’m sure riding in a trailer hurts her foot… But we are going to have to see if this loading thing persists after her foot is more healed…
Anyway, finally, one of the vets there who I had never met but was trying to help, came over and asked if he could give her a ‘little sedative’.
So, he did and she got in.
I guess it took the edge off.
Once home, she was sweaty and upset from the ride. I felt badly for her but she couldn’t spend the rest of her life at the hospital. She had to endure the ride…
MT wouldn’t look at me. She absolutely refused to make any eye contact.
I let her ride the Theraplate (Thank you, Chip) which she loves… I gave her all of her favorite (allowable) foods … I put her in her favorite coat.
Nope. Nothing. I was on her Enemy List.
Mama Tess was going to make me pay for whatever was upsetting her.
That was fine. I’m fairly certain her pain is worse than mine… ;)
Tomorrow will be the first day of our new relationship: HEALING TESS, THE UPSWING.
I’m thinking we have finally turned the corner!
(Crossing arms and fingers…)