
Do you remember this tiny little thing that we brought home at the end of May? My girl, Sophie, has grown up! Yesterday evening we took her to the vet to have her spayed. I can't believe that she is old enough for that already. In fact, she was way past time. I think she probably was a little slow becoming "mature" due to the fact that she was so little when she was born.
Steph and I got her this afternoon and she is doing just fine. About this time every evening Sophie turns into "The Terrorist" - running the house, trying to snatch people's legs as they walk by, and generally getting into everything she's not supposed to. Tonight, however, she is quietly laying on a blanket in the downstairs bathroom. She's still drugged up from the surgery! It's been pleasantly quiet. But we're so glad she's home because we missed her terribly.
The vet said to keep her confined in a small area for 7 to 10 days. Yeah right! That will probably last until tomorrow and then I'm sure she'll be wanting out. I'm just glad that this is over with, there will be no babies at our house, and maybe Sophie will mellow out a bit. Time will tell!