We just returned home from dropping Layla off at the vet. Last week at her check up we asked about a lump that has been under her eye since the spring and they recommended having it removed. This morning bright and early we took her to her least favorite place in the world and had to help the nurse force her out of the waiting room and into the back room. The look she gave as we pushed her away is seared into my brain forever.
I already have plans to make it up to her when she gets home. Some rice and chicken broth to ease her stomach after the anesthesia, her bed washed and plumped, and furniture moved so she can walk around easier with her cone of shame.