I’m a wimp. Every time we touch Speck, he yelps. I couldn’t bear to take him to the vet and hear him cry and possibly get bad news so I stayed home and Vince and Chad took him. I swear they should be back by now but they’ve only been gone 30 minutes. I’m tempted to text Chad to see what’s happening but I know his response would be that if I wanted to know, I should’ve have gone. I guess I should’ve gone but I would have cried the whole time and the vet is so sweet, he probably would be more worried about me than he would about Speck. Heck, when I was crying last night, Vince was about to cry so I surely didn’t want the vet to have to deal with Vince and me both crying. Chad’s stronger than either one of us when it comes to Speck so he’ll be fine through this.
Back to cleaning house and trying to wait patiently.