I don't really know where to start nor am I really in the mood to tell the whole story right now, so I'll just tell you this - zoey has been in the vet hospital for over 24 hours now. She is doing ok, it's nothing super serious. She's just been sick and we're trying to figure out exactly what's wrong and get her feeling better.
We left her there yesterday afternoon and I held it together while we were there but as soon as we got to the car, I lost it. I cried the whole way home.
These last 24 hours have been the longest and worst 24 hours ever. I know what some of you are thinking - she's just a dog. Well if you aren't dog people then i guess you wouldn't understand. And that's fine. I just miss her terribly and want to see her and bring her home. Hopefully today is the day.
I mean, look at that sad, scared face we had to leave :(
***since writing this post but before I had a chance to post it, I finally got a phone call from the vet and she is doing well enough to come home. HALLELUJAH. we just picked her up, brought her home, and gave her a bath. she has perked up a lot since being home and we are so happy she's ok and she's back home with us.