Day 9...It was the worst of times; it was the best of times...

I know I said minimal words, but here is what happened today...

So, today was an emotional roller coaster for Noah. We dropped Abby off at the vet on our way to mother's morning out this morning. She needed her teeth cleaned and her yearly shots...no big deal right??? Well, apparently it was a HUGE deal to Noah. Honestly I thought that he would think it was really cool to have Abby in the car with us (which he did) and to take Abby to the doctor's (which he did) and that there were other doggies in the waiting room (which he did). That's about where the coolness stopped...
The very sweet vet tech took Abby back while I was signing her in because other dogs were arriving, and let's just say Abby doesn't make the best 1st impression with other dogs. Noah stood there staring at the door that Abby went into in what looked like panicked disbelief. Then he started crying uncontrollably and screaming, "Don't hurt Abby" and "Don't take Abby away" It was horrible. He really thought that they were taking his best friend from him. The receptionist then took Noah to the back to see that Abby was fine. He believed them that she was fine, but I think he still didn't trust that they were going to give her back. It actually took me 10-15 minutes to calm him down from the whole thing. I even handed him over to his teacher crying. Luckily they were celebrating Valentine's today and Noah is really into Valentine's Day, so the second he saw the bags for his cards he calmed down.

We finally picked Abby up from the vet around 5:00, and I have never seen a happier little boy or a happier dog. Noah actually danced circles around Abby while the vet tech was desperately trying to hold onto the leash. Too funny!

Here is a picture of Abby's homecoming. (You would think that she had been gone for a week.)

The doctor told us that Abby would be very thirsty when she got home. I think that Noah really took this to heart because he kept pointing to the water saying, "Drink, Abby, Drink." He's going to be a great Veterinarian one day. :-)

And the moral of this story, "Don't mess with a dog and her boy."