Izzy Had Her Womanhood Taken From Her Today

Today was the day that Izzy went into the vet to get fixed. Andy dropped her off this morning and found out she is a solid 41 pounds now, which she definitely does not look like it. Andy got home and Madison was wondering where her sister and best friend went to. I guess Madison was lost all day without her. I stopped by the vet after work to pick up Izzy and I found myself sadden by the drugged state she was in. She didn’t even recognize me and she wasn’t even excited to see me because she was so drugged up. It also took me 15 minutes to walk her out to the car because she was so lethargic. I had a couple women offer to hold her leash while I went and pulled the car around because they could see I was struggling with her. This offer was tempting, but after living in a large city for a while I have learned that I can’t trust strangers. The first thought in my head was “Are you crazy, by the time I pull up in my car you could be gone with my precious Izzy.” So, slow and steady we headed to the Audi. Once I got her in the car I started pulling away when I noticed a ton of drool coming out of her mouth and landing on the leather seat. I thought this is ok because it can easily be wiped up when I get home. Then only seconds later she puked in between the driver’s seat and the passenger seat. As everyone knows I have a really weak stomach and very bad gag reflexes so I had to look the other way and think happy thoughts as Izzy continued to make loud retching noises as she puked. I felt really bad for her, but I had to do whatever I could so I wouldn’t join her in this puking festivity. I immediately call Andy to tell him what just happened and to ask him if he would clean it up for me since I was close to puking at the shear thought of cleaning it up. Of course he said yes and I was so happy as he saved me from something I completely dread and find absolutely disgusting. We get Izzy home and slowly walk her in the house while Andy holds an eager Madison as she was so excited to see her sister home. Madison couldn’t understand why Izzy was so out of it, not excited to see her and why Izzy wasn’t jumping around ready to play. So, poor Izzy lay next to me on the couch completely asleep and looking helpless and precious at the same time while Madison lay in the kitchen still wondering what is going on.