I'm a bookworm of the highest caliber! If you see me, I'll probably be reading. There's nothing I love more than finding a good book, and then sharing it with the world!
So Luna is at the vet all day today, because she's being spayed. The rational part of my brain, not driven by hormones, keeps telling me that she's going to be fine. That the vet does this kind of surgery all the time, and she'll be home tonight, and things will work out a-ok. The puppy mamma part of my brain (which is much louder, honestly) keeps worrying to death and wondering if she's scared. *sigh* I didn't get much sleep last night and I'm so distracted at work today that it's ridiculous.
Why brain? WHY?