no breakfast
ava goes to the vet today for surgery….getting her femininity removed. she has no idea what’s about to hit her, but i feel more bad about not giving her breakfast.
in ava’s world, i honestly think that the number one reason she wakes up in the morning is to eat breakfast. on a normal day she is too excited for breakfast to go to the bathroom first, and she runs around in circles and whines and yips until the bowl is finally under her nose.
but with anesthetic on her calendar today, she’s not allowed to have had food since 9pm last night. which means no breakfast. i tried to feed gracie before i got ava out of her crate as to not further the torment, but the minute she pushed passed the gate and we did a few turnarounds in the yard, she did her usual routine of running rampant through the kitchen and the den. and the fact that i wasn’t doing anything was driving her nuts.
once she eats, she immediately calms down, and often goes back to bed. but this morning? she’s still going crazy all over the house and it’s been 20 minutes! ava’s been running around in circles, throwing her toys everywhere, bucking, and looking at me and nudging me as if trying to say, “woman! get me my food already!”
i feel so bad. i hope she doesn’t hate me forever.
but speaking of breakfast, wil and i went on a baking extravaganza last night and i made muffins while he made granola. and i have to say, this granola in my bowl right now is pretty awesome. i hope this becomes a regular thing.
