Stella's First Slumber Party

Today is a very big day for my little dog.

But it's a bigger day for me.

This morning, I took Stella to the vet's office and dropped her off; she's getting spayed today. She'll spend tonight at the vet, and tomorrow after 10 a.m., I'll be able to bring her home.

I'm a little anxious about the surgery, but I'm more anxious about the fact that I won't see my peanut girl again until tomorrow. She hasn't spent a night away from my husband and me since we got her, and she's so attached to us; I worry that she'll be terribly lonely tonight with no one to cuddle her and no reminders of home.

But I know this is a good exercise for both of us. She needs to learn to become less dependent, and I need to cut the apron strings. My husband and I have a long list of places we'd like to travel, and we can't take her everywhere. Maybe spending a night away from home will help Stella when the time comes for us to board her.

I think she'll be treated well at the vet's office. She's so little and cute that everyone there fawns over her; in fact, the girl behind the desk when I went in this morning told me 10 times how cute Stel is and even asked to hold her. I know my puppy will get lots of love today. But I'm sure she'll still feel lonely when it's lights out.

And I'm sure I'll still feel lonely when I get home and there's no puppy there to greet me.