Today we took Donut home from a vet clinic. I really wanted to do it yesterday, but the vet suggested leaving her for another day due to a reaction to anesthesia. My husband and I went there together. It's not just that one of us had to hold Donut in his arms on the way home, but also that we still drove to the procedures Porthos and Mom Knop.
I do not like vet clinics. I feel sorry for my animals. They often take offense at me when I take them there. But often there is no other way out. I am not a vet and I can not do everything that vets can do, which have been studied for several years.
I hope that this month's complexity will end and our life will return to its usual rhythm. At the moment, all animals that have had problems, feel well and some of them are already beginning to be mischievous and disobedient, which I consider to be the right sign of recovery.