New date for tooth pulling

Daisy gets her tooth taken out tomorrow.  I took off work to make sure I get her there without the cat food incident again.  I have gotten the infection kinda under control, but it is still there.  I can still see the slight swelling in her sinus.  I will drop her off around 7:30am and I will get to pick her up around 4:00pm.  I would hate to leave her more than that.  As it is, she is going to think I am deserting her when I leave her tomorrow morning.  All my kiddos are throwaways so when I have to leave them at the vet, they get really upset.  They think they are being abandoned again.  And if I go somewhere and am gone for more than about 3 days, Abby gets really depressed.  Jock sits in the window and watches for me.  And he usually has Duncan by his side.  I really love my kiddos.  Life would be so dull without them. 

Daisy

I was all set on Thursday to take Daisy and have the infected tooth removed.  I had kept her from water after midnight.  I had made sure she had eaten nothing.  I had covered the car seat and had her least laid out, well the ribbon I put around her neck when she goes to the vet.  I don;t really need a leash.  So I am putting everyone out one last time around 645am, then I am going to leave with Daisy.  I have to drive 20 miles to my vet.  I turned my back for about 2 seconds and that long Doberman tongue had scarfed down the 1/2 cup of cat food I had put out for the cats.  Ok, now we can't do surgery cause she has stuff in her stomach. David rescheduled to this Wednesday.  Oh, yeah, and Essie is back to tease her.  Guess the Mockingbird got her little one flying.  She is no longer dive bombing us.