Brody pulled through just fine.
She made me feel so awful this morning on the ride to the vet. She was shaking so bad that I swore I heard her bones chattering. And then, when they separated us in the office, she stared at me with her eyes as big as golf balls and her tail between her legs. I felt like I was the worst person in the world.
We got her home around 5:30. I didn't know whether I should have laughed or cried at her wobbly walk from the truck to the front yard. Maybe tomorrow I can laugh about it.
Right now, she is curled up on my pillow watching me carefully. I bet she thinks I'm going to leave her like I did this morning.
I am sure glad all of this is over with.
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