Tired. Frightened. Extremely worried. we’ve checked our furbaby Jade in at the vets this coming monday morning to be neutered, and while she’s there to have her innocolulation and have a microchip done. I lost a furbaby to vets incompetence last october and another baby to cancer the same week, so I am completely out of my tree scared of them, but I can’t allow how I feel to stop my baby getting what she needs. She was a year old in march so the vet said that its best not to leave it any longer.
Jade is a little rescue and the only thing that Frances, who runs the rescue where we adopted our fur baby, asked is that she’d be given a good home (done). If we ever couldn’t keep her, to bring her back to Frances so that she knows she’s rehomed again safely (NOT going to happen because she’s our baby, we love her and this is her forever home) and lastly, because she hadn’t been at the rescue long enough, to have her speyed. Well we’re keeping our word but I am a complete basket case over it. The idea of inflicting surgery on my baby when she isn’t ill kills me, although after spending over 45 minutes on the phone with the vet, and being told it can help avoid at least 4 different types of cancers, and that she’s likely to live a longer, healthier life if she has it done, well I’m still a basket case.
sorry honey. This is a lovely question though, I’m sorry I’ve moaned in it. I wish it was a few weeks from now so that I knew Jadie was ok and didn’t hate her Mum for taking her to the vets :-(