Today was traumatic for both Annabelle and me, though probably more so for Annabelle.

It was supposed to be a routine trip to the vet... We were just getting her liver enzymes tested again, along with a few other minor tests for worms and routine heart worm testing to get her back on heart worm prevention.

But Annabelle was having none of this. First, she tried to climb up on a table in the corner of the waiting room, which made us all laugh. But then when the tech came to get her, we pretended to walk back with her as normal, but she decided she was NOT going back there. She stopped walking. And when we wouldn't turn around, she started sliding out of her harness. I stepped behind her and gripped her tight, but she was too strong. She slipped right out and made a run for the door. People were coming in and the girl slammed in just in time to avoid Annabelle escaping. They bought out another leash, one similar to a choke collar, and we all went back with her. My sunglasses shattered on the floor, which is hilarious since I can't keep a pair of sunglasses. Annabelle keeps helping me break them. Thankfully I buy cheap ones.

They had us take her into a room and calm her down. Everyone was really great though. When they came in to take the blood, they just did it with us in the room. We had to hold her head as they drew from her neck which bothered me. I'm not squeamish around needles, but any needles going into my baby bothers me. I hate seeing her scared and hurt, but it's for her own good.

Please keep your fingers crossed and send good vibes that her liver is back to normal. I'm really worried about my giant beast of a dog, and I can't imagine my life without her. Also, no heart worm (though I doubt there's heart worm anyway, it doesn't hurt to think positive thoughts, you know?). I just want her to be healthy.

Tomorrow, we are planning to get up early and take her to the beach. I work long days all week meaning she will be crated a lot. I wish I could trust her out and about, I just don't know. Not with her separation anxiety and ability to eat our house. It's not the stuff I worry about, it's the possibility that she could eat something that could hurt her that worries me. It all has me so stressed out... But it'll be okay and it's only temporary. I just wish I could stay home with her all day, every day. That would be my ideal life honestly.

So the dog beach for her tomorrow, maybe some Indian food for me if we have time (I discovered Indian food a year ago and honestly, I'm obsessed. I've been craving it for weeks). And lots and lots of writing. My article for today took longer than it should, and then the vet stuff left me traumatized, so yeah... I have a lot of work to do.