It'll Probably Be Fine, But...

Luna's getting spayed today. As I type this, Harmony and Luna are probably on their way over to the vet. We keep telling ourselves that fixing operations are probably the most common operation a vet does. We keep telling ourselves that Luna is a healthy dog and most definitely not the smallest dog the vet has ever spayed. We hope she won't have any issues with anesthesia, as some small dogs can.

But we have been known to be recipients of bad luck in the past. So we still worry, despite the fact that (we hope) everything will probably turn out fine. After all, she's our baby. It's no coincidence that we got her right after learning of our 2nd miscarriage.

Last night, I was wondering aloud if it would be considered weird that we love our dog so much. Harmony reminded me of the story/parable that Nathan tells David in 2 Samuel 12.

1 The LORD sent Nathan to David. When he came to him, he said, "There were two men in a certain town, one rich and the other poor. 2 The rich man had a very large number of sheep and cattle, 3 but the poor man had nothing except one little ewe lamb he had bought. He raised it, and it grew up with him and his children. It shared his food, drank from his cup and even slept in his arms. It was like a daughter to him.
4 "Now a traveler came to the rich man, but the rich man refrained from taking one of his own sheep or cattle to prepare a meal for the traveler who had come to him. Instead, he took the ewe lamb that belonged to the poor man and prepared it for the one who had come to him."

5 David burned with anger against the man and said to Nathan, "As surely as the LORD lives, the man who did this deserves to die! 6 He must pay for that lamb four times over, because he did such a thing and had no pity."

If Nathan, a prophet of God, illustrates the strength of this of man/pet relationship in a good light, then it couldn't be so wrong to treat your pet with such love, right?

Luna shares our food...sort of (she eats raw what we would eat cooked). She drinks from our figurative cup sometimes (we give her orange juice fairly frequently for the vitamin C). Although she doesn't quite sleep in our arms, she does sleep in our bed and usually curls up right next to one of us. As I do not have a daughter (sniff, I want many...), I don't know if she is like a daughter to me. I'm guessing I would love a daughter in the same manner, except more.

I know all of this probably sounds really silly to most of you, but JUST IN CASE something went wrong during the surgery, we made sure Luna had a wonderful day yesterday. Harmony forewent going out so Luna wouldn't have to be by herself at all. (After all, Luna's version of the fiery pit is being by herself.) She got lots of treats during the day (in part because she threw up because her stomach was so empty and acidic). Harmony let her play in the backyard much more than usual. I came home early to be able to have more time with her. We took her to the dog park, where she had a blast. She actually played this time! I know in the last video she was running around, but she actually played with another dog this time.

Usually for her meals I toss the piece of meaty bone onto her rug and let her go at it by herself. Yesterday I held the frog legs (yes, frog legs, she is a fine diner) while she ate in my lap. She likes to eat in her safe places :) We let her play with things we normally take away from her, like our slippers.

We'll probably look back on this post and laugh about how silly it was. I hope we do, because that means everything will have turned out fine.