7/18/2008

Poor Dale

Okay it is an officially sad day for me. Today we took Dale "our little scotty" into the vet to get some shots, and worst of all get neutered. I was the one that had to go and get him when he was done with the vet because Rockey was at work. When I saw him, he was barely walking and with the drugs they gave him, I don't blame him, but he was so sad and he didn't respond to any of the calls I gave him, like "outside, Dale, bubba, or cookie" I knew he was under stress or pain or both, and then when we go home, because we live on the third floor in our apartment complex, I needed to pick him up and carry him, I saw the damage, he is in very serious pain and I am sad. I feel like a very overprotective mother right now, but I physically cried when I got him home in the door and put him in his kennle so that he could lay down and relax or some sort.

2 comments:

JMadd said...

He probably feels like less of a man right now. Poor little guy.

McCarthas said...

yeah, but he is getting a lot better.