I decided to capture one more photo of them before the big change then I took them in around 8:30 this morning. After my goodbye kisses and a little anxiety, I spent the rest of the day taking care of everything I needed to get done so I could be home with them for the rest of the weekend. The animal clinic called me around 1:30 to let me know the surgery went well and the girls were snuggled up together on a heating pad recovering. They said they had been just precious all day and I could pick them up at 4:00.
Scott and I arrived right on time anxious to get our girls. After informing us of everything they did and how smoothly it all went, they fetched Ivy and Madison and brought them to us. They were pretty out of it which I totally expected. Then they showed us their little scars and that's when it all went downhill. Yes folks, it happened again. One look at their hurt little tummy and I did what I love to do---I passed out. Apparently my dogs hysterectomy was entirely too much for me to handle. As I was coming to my first emotion wasn't fear----I've got this down by now. It was utter humiliation. Who does that? Apparently 1-2 people a year or so they told me. Neat. After downing a bottle of water and taking full advantage of the wet wash cloths they had given me, Scott carried his 3 girls out of the veterinary clinic and took us home to rest.This evening has been so sad. Ivy and Madison are pitiful. I didn't expect it to be this bad. I called the vet twice because the cries coming from them are so traumatizing. Scott and I have literally sat on the sofa all night long trying to comfort them. Madison has done a little better than Ivy. Ivy lets out a little cry every 5 minutes or so. I feel like such a bad Momma for putting them through this even though I know I'm doing the right thing.
We are all now currently in bed. I have a feeling it's going to be a long night. I'm hoping that when morning comes my little babies are going to be feeling much, much, much better.
And in happier puppy news, Grace got a haircut today. Doesn't she look adorable! :)











I also have a voicemail from my builder. A couple is wanting to build in my neighborhood and are interested in my floor plan. They're wondering if they can come see my house. No problem whatsoever. Happy to help out!

Can we talk about how adorable this photo is? My parents ordered these shirts from American Apparel and printed on them for the girls to have and they all looked so cute!! Walmart always used to carry Razorback t-shirts, jerseys, and sweaters but for some reason they've stopped this year. Holly had tons of great Razorback gear but of course I would never hand-me-down to the girls because what's Holly's is strictly Hollys. No sharing there. So we just had to make our own. I still want to find them a Razorback jersey so if you see one let me know!! 



I still love my Hogs though and I'll always cheer them on no matter what challenges may face us. WPS!!!
Obviously, I'm very excited that Razorback football is back in town. I love everything about it. Per usual, we had to inflate our game day friend. He's new to Hyde Park but has been living with us (Me. I had him before I knew Scott) for about 7 years. I love this little guy and my game day Saturday mornings start out by getting him all set up. He looks cozy in his new space doesn't he?
Tailgating was great. Always is. Scott, Jake, Jaclyn and I ate lunch at Hammontrees together then hit campus to get our tailgate on. Scott and I didn't stay for the entire game because 1.) We were playing......wait, who did we play? I seriously can't remember and 2.) The girls were home ALL DAY by themselves and that's never happened to them before so it was stressing me out. It's funny because I got two puppies for exactly this reason--So I wouldn't worry about leaving them because they have each other. I hated leaving Holly and that sad face she gave me and I always said if I did it again I would always have two together so I would never feel guilty leaving them. Well, apparently it doesn't make a difference with me so that grand idea was a bust.


