Poor Pixie

We finally had Pixie fixed!  A lot of people would ask us if we breed her or would we consider breeding her, and honestly we thought about it for the extra money, and I know this sounds really lame...but I couldn't bear for her to have puppies and then we give them to other people!  I told Colton that she would miss them too much :)  And I didn't want her to have to go through all the pain for our benefit.  So Wednesday evening I took her in and she had to stay overnight and they did the surgery Thursday morning and I was able to pick her up that afternoon.  It was awful not having her at home that night!  I know Rocky missed her because he would just lay around and he wouldn't even eat.  So needless to say I was super excited to go pick her up Thursday!  When I got to the vet I was waiting for them to bring her to me and when I finally saw her I figured she would get all excited and try to jump out of the girls arms (because that's what she does at home) but she just sat there and looked at me like "mom...why did you do this to me?!"  I almost started crying it was so sad.  They told me she was cracking them up because when she woke up she was just mad at everything and she was letting them know it.  They said she was mad at her blanket, she was mad at the kennel at everything!  So we get in the car and the poor thing cannot get comfortable.  She sits on my lap when I drive, I know it's not the safest but she's so tiny and she actually sits still so it doesn't cause a problem and if she ever does start getting antsy and moving around I plop her onto the other seat.  But on the way home she would just bury her nose in between my arm and my side and lay there and just moan.  When we got home I put her in the house first before I let Rocky out of his kennel because they usually run a few laps around the house together and I didn't want her doing anything like that. So Rocky saw Pixie go in and as soon as I let him out he went straight to the front door and was waiting for me to let him in with his tail wagging like crazy, he wouldn't even go pee. So I let him in and he was so excited to see her, but of course she wasn't in the mood to be sociable at all so she just ignored him, poor Rocky. Normally at home she immediately goes and lays next to Rocky anywhere he is and curls up between his neck and falls asleep. I put her on the couch with me and she would lay down for maybe five seconds and then whimper and get up again and try to get comfortable in another position.They told me they don't give them ANYTHING for pain because it keeps them from doing too much too fast, which I understand, but as soon as Colton got home he was like "Abby, please give her something...she's miserable" so I quartered a Tylenol and gave her a little piece and it seemed to take the edge off but I have never felt so sorry for anything in my life.  That night Colton looked down at her on her pillow and said "I bet she's cold" and he put her in bed with us!  Today is the first day that I've really noticed she's fully back to herself.  She still stops at the steps on our back porch for me to lift her down on the grass to go potty because it still hurts a little, but other than that she's back to the ol' Pixie!