Did NOT get treated yesterday. I was not excited and the vet and I had a little chat about it. Especially when the guy calls and says...
"Hi, Mr Dumas. This is Mr. Vet. There has been a complication with Allie's surgery."
Walter's heart promptly drops into his stomach. Panic.
"Yes, we, uhm... didn't get the shipment of ortho screws in to complete the procedure. So you're gonna have to bring her back in on Friday for us to do the surgery."
So, da pup had to sit in the kennel at the Vet all day. We weren't even AWARE that the surgery supplies were on order. Needless to say, when I picked her up I had been fuming all day and let Mr. Vet know how disappointed I was with the service. A little upfront-ness and courtesy is all I ask for.
Uh! And I didn't go to the gym last night because I wanted to baby Allie and love on her all night. It's gonna be so hard to get her to go back in that building on Friday.
And now... we wait....