My little girl had the surgery yesterday. She is fixed. No puppies in her future.
I dropped her off at the Humane Society yesterday morning, felt horrible just leaving her there, and was not ready for what I got when I picked her up - a very horrible feeling, sad puppy.
It breaks my heart to see my Pumpkin, known for how happy she is, very very sad. Not to mention "the cone of shame" which I try to keep off of her if she isn't licking.
She's feeling better today, but far from herself. She's currently sleeping to Through A Dog's Ear, a cd I got that has been proven to actually lower dog's heart rate and calm them. I hope it helps. I feel like such a mom!
In better news, New York greeted me with lots and lots of snow.
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| Snowed in cars |
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| RIP the 1st Avenue bike lane |
Unfortunately I have yet to see any actually fall from the sky this year, but there's tons on the ground. Pumpkin wasn't sure how to handle it. She investigated, wondered why her once grassy pee-spot was now white and a foot taller than normal, and why it collapsed when she walked on it! After investigating it, she began to love it. Racing from one end to the other, burying her face in it. And you, my friends, get to experience some prime puppy's first snow footage right here:
I also came back just in time for Nate's birthday - the big 22 - he's finally catching up to me. I am a cougar, what can I say. We relaxed, went for a walk, I cooked him dinner - his mom's famous mac and cheese, and took him to Max Brenner for dessert. We had the ultimate- fondue with bananas, strawberries and marshmallows, complete with a mini fire for roasting! We also had a tray full of all things chocolate. It was pretty epic.
For New Years eve we watched a million episodes of Bones, addressed Christmas card envelopes, went to Eatily - the world's largest and newest Italian Grocery store, which was all too overwhelming, ate at Patsy's Pizza, and rang in the New Year watching fireworks on the east river with Pumpkin, who decided to take a poop precisely at midnight.
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| The Empire State Building on New Year's Eve |
New Years day we continued our Bones marathon and took a wintry drive upstate to a little town called Tarrytown in Westchester. Nate and I sort of fell in love with it, him - because of its small town traditional east coast feel, me- because of that and that fact that its one metro north ride away from my beloved city. We then went on an expedition for cheese and discovered the cutest little old fashioned cheese shop, bought some dutch beanster cheese, and some soft brie, along with wine and pruscuito and salami and had ourselves a perfect european dinner.
