Getting "FiXeD"

Poor Nala got spayed on Thursday (March 4). It was a traumatic for both her and I. We had to drop her off at the spay and neuter clinic at 8 A.M. When we arrived there the line was long which gave Nala the chance to become even more scared. When it was our turn at the counter they asked us to have Nala get on the scale to weigh her, she would not budge so Adam had to carry her to the scale ( she is about 27lbs). After that we had to sign the consent form stating all the risks from the procedure which by the way did not help extinguish my anxiety about the whole process. Then a few moments later a nice women came around the corner to retrieve Nala girl and of course she wouldn't budge. She could sense fear in the other pets and knew that whatever was about to happen to her was not going to be fun. Before they whisked her away I was able to get a few last hugs and kisses in, a knot soon welled up in my throat and not long after that I knew tears were on there way. Even though I knew deep down that she would be fine. Saying goodbye to her was so hard, the look in her eyes broke my heart and as I was giving her kisses I told her everything would be OK and that we would come back and that I loved her. As we left the clinic I could not help but cry, she is our baby and the love that we have for her is deeper then we ever thought possible. Adam consoled me and told me everything was going to be fine. Adam and I then went to work and at 2:30 P.M. the clinic called me and said she was ready and the she was doing great. I was overjoyed and excited that my baby made it through just fine. She is now on the road to recovery but I am happy to have it out of the way and never have to go back to that clinic again. The pictures below are some I have taken post surgery..