Eds had a hernia op today.
Picked him up from the Vets at 4.30 and he did not bat an eyelid when he saw us.
Normally that boy does cartwheels and pee's all over the place out of excitement.
Eds will do this after either 8 hours or 8 minutes of not seeing you.
This cut Belle and I up to the core.
We brought him home, lay him on the pouffe with blankets and hand fed him meaty morsels.
Belle burst into tears, she couldn't cope with how limp and sad he was.
Then of course I start to bawl my eyes out too.
When Mark came home from work, instead of Eds bounding to the door - the boy just lay all forlorn and pathetic.
We fed him best steak for tea as a pick-me-up treat which he devoured from my hands and then he promptly fell back asleep.
As the anaesthetic wore off he whimpered and whined so quietly and heartbreakingly sadly that it caught my breath.
I know its all so silly to some of you, espesh if you are not attached to a pet or even a child but let me tell you this - its gut wrenching to see them go through this. They depend on your care and attention and loves and hugs and kisses and snuggles like nobodies business.
And Im cwazy enough to sleep downstairs with him to make sure he is comfy as he gets through this uncomfortable 24 hours.
Me no likey it.
Me no likey this at all.