Today was rough. I really didn't tell many people that Goldie was going to get spayed today. I am not sure if it was my nerves and not wanting to talk about it, or just the hope it would happen. This is the fourth time we have tried. Other days, everything happened. Once my reg vet was out and the fill in was there. ( That wasnt going to happen. ) Another we had to go out of town suddenly. Then her liver numbers went up so bad and it wasn't safe.
Well liver numbers are better and today it happened. I have been a little sad. I didn't want her to have puppies just for the sake of breeding or "having" puppies. But I wonder if she was wanting or supposed to be a mom. Is that corny?
One time she dug up a litter of Rabbits. We live on a golf course and have a ton of rabbits. She was going nuts wanting what was in the ground. I finally went and looked and she had two little rabbits curled up and she just licking them and "babying" them. It was so sweet.
I made Tom bury them back. They didnt make it, because the birds got to them. I honestly don't think they would have made it anyway, as they were buried in a wide open space. But Goldie went back to that exact spot looking for those babies for WEEKS! Maybe months. She missed those babies, I know.
So I thought she would make a great mama and here I am taking it away from her.
Tonight she is hurting but ok. She wimpers a lot and can't get comfortable. She goes from bed to bed. I hope its better tomorrow. I can't stand to hear her cry. I can't take another day of this.
She loves her sac bed and buries in it.
Heres some photos.
I hope I did the right thing. Poor girl.