08/19/2013 by syrbal-labrys
Up in the dark to get the Thief of Hearts, Farley Woozle, out to the vet’s place. He will have surgery later this morning to remove his hugely enlarged spleen that has not responded to non-surgical means to reduce it; it often pressures his other organs enough to cause him pain. So, under the knife he goes, and my soft heart with him. Always there is the fear of something impossible to fix being revealed.
Our mountain is buried in clouds, but the day will grow hot and sultry before afternoon. So this song plays in my head as I pace before driving back to the vet office to wait what news may come.