Yesterday morning started out as any regular morning would. Got up and got ready to take the girls, Baby and Sasha to Petsmart to get bathed and groomed. Baby also got a hair cut. Well, I should have known something was amiss because Baby literally didn't want to enter the doors at Petsmart and usually she is willing and eager. I made her go in kicking and screaming, if you will. Sasha marched on in.
For those of you that do not know, Sasha is a full blooded German Shepherd, who is now 13 years old, she has hip problems, but other than that she seems to be in good shape for her age. The vet is always surprised when she goes in for her yearly checkup because apparently German Shepherds rarely get that old. For the most part, Sasha is a gentle giant.
Baby, is a part white Shepherd mix, who alluded the dog catchers for over a year, had a litter of puppies who died in a cold winter, and let us adopt her into our hearts and home November 1st, 2008. My mom always referred to her as the "little white dog" or "Baby" and once we took her to the vet and had to decide on a name "Baby" stuck. I must say it fits her. She is the sweetest thing ever! She can sit on her butt like a human without ever having a day or training in her life.
The groomers took our contact information told us that the girls would be ready in about 4 hours and that they would call us when they were ready. My mom went along to help me take them and we had a few errands to run before returning home. About 4 hours later, I get the call they are ready to be picked up. We went to get them, were in line paying for their grooming, when one girl literally ran out of the grooming door with Baby in tow, apparently bleeding all over the floor. Thankfully, I was in line and didn't see it, but I did see and hear the 2 girls with mops mopping it up. Then one of the groomers rushed to us and told us as soon as we were done with this transaction we needed to get next door to the vet onsite, that Baby had split her toenail when trying to get out of the cage to go home.
After that, the vet on duty came out to talk to us, Dr Ramos, explained that Baby would need to be sedated and have her toenail removed. It is highly painful and yada yada yada. I told whoever would listen that we should get a refund, they did refund Baby's grooming fees, which they should have. They paid for all the care Baby received at the vet, her medicine, the lampshade, and she has to go back on Wednesday to make sure that it is healing properly and that there is no infection.
Yesterday she was still a bit groggy and wanted to do a lot of sleeping and now she is more alert and wants to jump around, which she is not supposed to do. And she is not supposed to get her bandage wet, and go figure it is raining for the next several days.
Next time we go somewhere and Baby puts up a fight you better believe I will listen to her, it was an accident, couldve happened anywhere I suppose, but she knew she didn't want to go in there and I made her. She clearly knew best on this one. I love Baby and hope she feels better soon!
PS This is why I wasn't able to blog yesterday, had so much going on, even though I technically "missed" a day, I am writing two entries today to make up for my bucket list item to blog every day for 1 year.
Baby & I appreciate you dropping by! :)
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