Yesterday Tica had surgury to remove two lumps from her chest. One is just one of those fatty lumps ( but took a 4+ inch incision), but the other went in for biopsy. She is such a stress budget at the vets that she was tearing at her stitches with her hind feet and licking them...basically bleeding all over the place. So I carried her to the car, got her tucked in and drove home occasionally having to give her a stern "stay" command while she whimpered. Took about 3 hrs to calm her down enough to take the "cone of shame" off her (and she wouldn't lick her wounds). We had a pretty calm night, so I am hoping for a relatively good day. But she still needs someone to watch her 24/7 now, to make sure she doesn't mess herself up. Makes it hard to get any work done.

The worst part is having them look at you with the "why did you let them do this to me" look. Yea...I'm anthroporphising...but you know that's what they are thinking.