First and foremost, Dr. Emily Elliot (another vet-specialist, chiropractor/acupuncturist) of Chippens Hill Vet Hosp was out-of-this-world awesome. Compassionate and comforting - a rarity nowadays. I was right at ease talking about my pet's impending doom with her. They got his records before we arrived, so they knew what they were dealing with. They took one look at Brian, and I could almost hear their hearts breaking as well. "Poor guy..." He is so freakin' gorgeous and sweet, after all, just very unlucky!
Dr. Elliot uttered the most meaningful words I've heard since this whole thing started: "He's here to teach you a lesson about life." The only other person who said that to me was Ros, our wonderful Chem dept mother-figure (kinda creepy actually, since she walked in to check in on me just as I was typing her name. Probably shouldn't be updating blogs at work. lol).
It was good to see Brian up and about. He was very interested in his surroundings and was pulling on his leash. Checked out the birds and reptiles in the cage, said hi to a toddler, and sniffed up and down, left and right. I just had to laugh at the sight of him with a needle sticking out of his forehead, among other body parts. Seems to work, he definitely looked relaxed! Even the ever-so-skeptical hubby remarked the same later that night.
Will post pics later, of him as a pin cushion...
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