I just got back home (alone).

I left the house at 6.30 am. and dropped him off at the vets at 7.30 am.
He didn't even give me a kiss bye bye. He was too busy showing off with the vet tech to bother with his mommy. I swear that dog would go off with anyone! All the other dogs were scared and pulled towards their owner... mine the opposite. He was ready to go with the nice lady.
This is the same dog that cries when I leave the house to go to the store for 5 min. but if my husband leaves he could care less.

I hung around the vets until 9.00 am.

I then went to get a little something to eat and then roam the nearby mall. I walked the mall back and forth... back and forth until 11.30 trying not to look like I felt and then went back to the vets.

They said they had just started prepping him for surgery (sedation and shave his leg) and that I was more than welcome to stay but I wouldn't be able to see him afterward anyway. I stayed in the lobby for about 5 minutes and called hubby at work who told me to go home. They assured me they'd call the minute he was done with surgery and awake for an update. According to the front office, that would be around.... 2.30 - 3ish pm.

So I will wait and try not to drive myself crazy with thoughts of stuff going wrong. I know, you all probably think I am a nut. This is a routine surgery that they do at least 5x a day. He will be fine and none the worse for wear and I will be a wreck. This is the first time I leave him anywhere for the night besides my in-laws. I can't wait until they call me to let me know everything is ok and I can't wait to go get him tomorrow.