She's home safe & sound....not very happy withe me though as she had to spend the night at the vet clinic...or that they shaved her face to remove a spot on there too. I told she is still the prettiest girl ever.
Her pretty bandages have to be changed for the next few days and on Monday I can take the drain and she is good to go.
Why is it though that I could do all sorts of stuff when I worked at the vet clinic and even to any foster dogs I have.....but when it comes to my own dogs I get nervous and grossed out? Strange I know, but I will suck it up and do it.