"Daisy Daisy give me your answer true, I'm half crazy over the love of you. It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a carriage, but you look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two." This is the song that comes to mind when I think of my newly adopted dog Daisy. It's a song my Mom sang to me and I think my grandmother "Nana" sang to me also. I love older music, not OLD music but 60 's and 70's and I know this is because whenever I would get into the car with my mom she would always be listening to music from that era and it grew on me and I'm still listening to it to this day.
My Daisy, as I lovingly call her, had an operation today. We rescued her about a month or so ago and she was not spayed and today, after a few cancelled appointments, she was "fixed" (as they say). My husband brought her to the humane society in our town where we had previously rescued her from and she was brought to the San Antonio Humane Society where she underwent this procedure. I am a huge worry wart. When my kitten was sick and had to stay overnight at the vet I laid awake all night long worrying and called the vet the first thing in the morning to make sure she was ok. Today I called and they said she is under anesthesia call back at 1pm. The next few hours were grueling for me. Do I live to worry? I don't think I do I'm just overwhelmed with concern? My male dog, Beaumont, lay motionless for 99.9% of the day, until he heard my husbands car pull up with Daisy in it. They were reunited and although Daisy is still very lethargic Beaumont is happy to have his girl back home.
The reason for writing about Daisy is what I saw just a few moments ago as I crossed through my kitchen. I looked out the door to the backyard where we have a covered patio and a large Dogloo where Daisy and Beaumont sleep. I saw no signs of Daisy which startled me at first and I saw Beaumont sitting in front of the Dog house. As I turned the lock to the door to check on them I saw Daisy emerge from the Dog house. My good little man was letting his girl finally lay down and get some rest comfortably while he sat outside making sure nothing disturbed her. At least that's the way I saw and interpreted it and that's what I will believe. It brought tears to my eyes as I thought of how these two dogs have only been together for less than two months and the roles they assume. I guess I was thinking how wonderful it would be to know that someone was always watching over you like he was with her.
I am glad Daisy did well in surgery and is home. It is scary having to put a dog under for anything. It is wonderful to hear you adpoted a dog. I just took my children to the MSPCA this week to show them how many animals do not have homes and to give them a visit.
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