I just got back from dropping Bean off at the vet. She’s went in for a teeth cleaning, so she’ll be spending the day there. Because anesthesia is involved in the procedure, this meant no midnight snacks or breakfast, so she was not a happy Bean today. She kept yelling and yelling and I just kept apologizing, hoping she would understand and relax.
She’s in very good hands and with people she’s very comfortable around, so there’s no need to worry, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying, of course. I’m a worrier.
It’s really weird not having her in the house right now. You can tell Wylla is a bit confused by the absence of her sister and the disrupted morning routine. She’s sitting in the window like she normal does after breakfast, but she’s on Bean’s side of the window, and she’s not looking outside, she’s looking around the living room and at me with a face that needs answers. It’s kind of breaking my heart that I can’t offer an explanation she can comprehend. It’s going to be a long day.
If you wouldn’t mind, please think good thoughts for our dear girl.