My poor lil goblin chomped on a bone too hard and broke a tooth in the back of her mouth. She hates going to the vet, but will love being on a soft diet for a few weeks afterwards.
The grief is so substantial that I'm on medical leave from work to get therapy and a med change. Radar and Rosie were the equivalent of children to me and losing Radar was on par with a parent losing a child. I'm so glad we were able to save Rosie. I would be so much worse if I had lost both of them. Rosie is a tough one for sure, but my goodness has she been expensive. Her stay in the animal hospital was 10 grand and that was with the 2k discount they gave me. I've probably spent 20k saving her life in the 3 years I've had her. She's worth all the money in the world. I've had folks say that they don't understand how I can be so upset about losing a dog and that Rosie and Radar are/were "just dogs." Like no. I've never had a motherly instinct before I got them. I can't have kids and don't want any. Critters are my calling. Rescues are my jam and motivate me more than anything.