Time To Get Fixed

As crazy as it may seem, Arya is now 17 weeks. I can’t believe that I have had her for 11 weeks already! I remember our first day together like it was only yesterday. Its sad to think about, but she has come to that special age to be fixed. So today, Arya was spayed.

When we got into the car this morning and the poor thing had no idea what was happening. She was so happy to be going for a drive. Arya was more excited today than when we normally go to the park. I felt so guilty, but her mood changed quickly.

IMG_4536We were on our way to the hospital and she did not sit down. She stayed standing, slightly leaning toward the dashboard. Normally Arya stares outside the car at everything that passes by, but this time, she stared intently through the front windshield. It was as if she knew something serious was going to happen.

I dropped her off at the hospital at 7:30 am. She was good and followed the vet assistant to the back without any tugging or pulling on her leash. I signed all of the paperwork and headed home. The whole way home, I just kept hoping that everything would go smoothly. I was told to pick her up at 5:30 pm. How was I supposed to go ten hours without driving myself mad? My only answer was to stay busy. I went to class, did a little grocery shopping, ate lunch with a friend, watched softball practice, and even read a couple chapters in my book. After all that, I finally decided it was time to go pick up Arya.

When the vet finally brought Arya to me, her face was so sad. I could tell she was in pain. But the cone she had on was possibly the cutest/funniest thing I had ever seen. She was running into corners, tripping over the cone, running into doors, and she even got her head caught as she tried to jump into the car. I knew I should not have been laughing, but I could not help myself.

As soon as we got home Arya fell asleep. I mean, it was less than five minutes after we got home that I found her curled up in her bed. She looked so sad. I attempted to take photos of her post-surgery, but that cone made it impossible. I also felt horrible taking pictures when she looked so miserable.

Looking back on the day, I still can’t believe that at just 17 weeks and 21 pounds, my little girl experienced this life changing surgery. But thanks to her amazing veterinarian, she will hopefully have a speedy and successful recovery. She has grown so much in our time together, and I cannot wait to see the wonderful dog she will become.

Transformation Thursday

IMG_3388Although Arya has only been in my life for 5 weeks now and she has already grown so much. The picture to the left is her at 8 weeks old. Her sweet little innocent face is mesmerizing.

On her first veterinary appointment, she is was only about 5 and a half pounds. The vet told me that she would grow at a fast pace. I figured, because of her breed, that she would be a fairly large dog, but nothing has prepared me for how quick she has grown. When it comes to someone you see every day, you never realize how much they change. That is how I feel with Arya. I couldn’t see what everyone was talking about when they said she was growing so fast.

She is now 11 weeks and she had her second veterinary visit this week. My little girl is not so little anymore. The vet assistant, Michelle, took her into the back room to weigh her. When they returned, Michelle said “Oh my! This little girl has doubled her weight” “Excuse me?” I replied, in amazement. Her response was ” Yes, she is now 10.68 pounds!” I couldn’t believe that she was really that big!IMG_3837

The picture to the right is Arya now. She has transformed so much in just 3 weeks. It’s almost overwhelming. It is a bitter sweet feeling seeing her grow so quick. I am ecstatic that she is healthy and growing, yet at the same time, she is growing so fast that it makes me sad. But lets be honest, she will always be my sweet little puppy I brought home on that September morning.