Coriander, Cilantro, and Clove had their spaying yesterday, and all went well. I usually don’t pick them up from the vet until after 5:00, but they were done early enough that I could pick them up and bring them home a couple of hours earlier. They were wide awake when I picked them up and when I got home with them, I put them in the foster room and shut the door so they could eat and rest, but of course they didn’t rest – they ran around in there like little wild things. It amazes me how quickly they bounce back!
Sweet Cori, snoozing in her favorite spot.
And Clove, snoozing nearby.
That’s a 23 ounce bottle of water next to Cori, for size reference.
Cilantro at naptime (obviously before the spaying – she now has a shaved belly with a small scar).
I don’t know what Clove’s keeping an eye on. Probably Elwood. She has a little crush on him.
Ciara would like you to know that she is, in fact, da bebbe.
Jake always enjoys a good belly rub.
Previously
2010: I hope it’s not a dog going after my other-dimensional chickens.
2009: I should have demanded a decorator’s fee.
2008: The last time I wore a bikini, I was around five, and I expect that unless I lose my mind, that’s the last time a bikini will come anywhere near my body.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
2004: No entry.
2003: No entry.
2002: No entry.
2001: And then he looked at ME, like I was the instigator or something!
2000: “Where’s my food?! Where’s my FOOD, bitch?! I need fat, I need salt, I need sugar, and GIVE IT TO ME NOW, or I’ll drive you completely insane!”