Appleby Progress

This evening after my hair appointment I went to the "new" Appleby campus (I missed the tour).
As you can see there is definitely progress.

Freedom Outside

Today I created a bigger area for Mocha to play out on the patio by moving the lattice so it is running across the walk way. I also added a piece of lattice in front of the gate at the other end. She played outside leash free for quite a while.

Mocha Has "Bling"!

Mocha got her stitches out this week and more shots. So now she has her tags. I don't know how well you can see them in the pics. She wasn't be very cooperative.

Aw, so sweet!

Mocha has a new friend

No I didn't get another dog! My neighbor did, and she asked me if I would mind looking after her while she and her husband went to a dinner party this evening. The first thing I thought was a play-date for Mocha. They played well for a while until I almost crushed the little one under my recliner. I don't think I hurt her but she did cry and whimper a bit. I held her for a while but Mocha was getting jealous of that so I got her to settle down and sleep on the futon and Mocha settled down on my recliner, and I am on the office chair at my computer so we are all in our separate corners:) Any way above are some pics of "our" exciting evening with "TAZ."

Pitiful Pup

I guess you can say she looks pitiful in these pics.

Mocha is home

Mocha came home today. Her incision looks good but I am still nervous about keeping it clean and keeping her still and quiet. She wants to jump on the recliner (already succeeded once). Though not thrilled about it at first she seems ok resting in her crate. I just have to keep an eye that she doesn't lick (she doesn't have to wear a cone so no pitiful pics to take, sorry). She goes back on the 17th to have her stitches removed and receive her next series of shots.

Mocha is having surgery

I dropped Mocha off at the vet hospital this afternoon. She will be having her (spay) surgery tomorrow. She is also getting her first adult shots. Though I'm not as traumatized over leaving her as I expected, it is different to not have her scratching at my leg as I sit at my computer, or sitting on my recliner. It may not hit me until I am ready to go to bed or get up in the morning to take her out, or maybe not at all.