Surgery

...went well!

Within 2 hours of leaving, John was trying to fight some man at a stop light. Id say he came through ok, attitude intact and everything! I hadnt slept at all the night before because I worked, so when I got settled into the waiting room, I PASSED OUT. Slept like a freaking baby. According to the attendant, John wouldnt let them wake me up. So, I got 4 hours of quality sleep propped against a couch. Woke up covered up with a blanket. I guess I looked cold.

Recheck appointment in a month, so we'll see if it was a real success. Im pretty stoked! Nervous, but definitely excited! Its gonna be wonderful!

(Honey, if we make a baby at the beach, does that mean we have to name her Myrtle or Sandy?? Or what if its a boy? Pier? Surf?)

Our house is a madhouse right now. We have 26 puppies in our bedroom. Dont. Ask.
We're planning to build a barn this year and set it up so the babies can go to the barn at 3 weeks. Once they're mobile, their risk of injury by the mother is way decreased. Just gotta have a better plan that puppies in the bedroom, cause HOLY COW. We look like we belong somewhere between the Hoarders TV show and Cruella Deville. lol.

thats all, folks!

When I was a boy.. (say it like Sean Connery..)

OK, well I was never really a boy, but thats one of my favorite lines.

Anyway, when I was a teenager and I finally got braces, I had a super nice orthodontist. He was funny and patient. He told me funny stories about his pup, a German Shorthaired Pointer. His funny stories helped shape my decision to add pointers to my own life. They were so adorable with their floppy ears, and obviously quite funny. Anyway, Ive always told people how I came to be a German SHorthaired Pointer owner.

Last night, this particular orthodontist and GSP were parted. His 13 year old canine companion passed away, and even though I never knew the pup personally, I felt so involved with him! I was heartbroken for the family. So, even though they'll probably never read this, my thoughts are with you! I am sorry for your loss.


John has surgery tomorrow. The big repair day! Im a nervous freaking wreck (sorry, honey!). I want to vomit and Ive thought of every reason why he shouldnt do it. They say its simple but Im scared to death! Scared. To. Death. I just cant imagine all the things that could happen, except, I could imagine them, and Ive about made myself sick over it. Focus. On. The. Positive. And, our cutest little baby that we will soon be sharing! (Soon is relative, it might be a year). Focus. FOcus. I love you, babe! <3