On May 26 I had to take Bubbles in for a surgical removal of a lump/wart that had grown pretty big on her back. That same morning I awoke to a bloody faced dog. Yes, you heard that right. Bubbles had scratched her head so invaisively the night before while we were sleeping that she had a pretty bad spot on her head that needed attending to.
So. When I left her there at 8AM for surgery later that day, I was told by the tech that her head would be looked at as well.
I got a call from the vet an hour or so after noon and she said all went well with the surgery. Only one stitch and it would need to come out in two weeks. Addressing her head injury she prescribed an antibiotic and the cone of shame for at least 2 weeks or until her head heals.
Bubbles is a real trooper when it comes to the cone, but those meds!
On May 26, four years earlier, around the same time I picked Bubbles up from her surgery, I was walking into the same vet hospital with a dog whom I had spent the better part of eighteen years loving, to say goodbye. I was so broken.
But walking out of that hospital the same time, four years later, with Bubbles... I was reminded of God's love and how He gives us good gifts.
Life goes on.
Gracie will be in my heart forever. And Bubbles is here now. For a while, hopefully a long while.
