Just checking back for part 4...you tell a great story! :D

Ditto!:D

Happy belated bday. I'm also waiting on part 4. You tell a wonderful story. How did it go?

Update on Ruben???
 

I am waiting too!!!! How is Ruben??

Anesthesia is always gut-wrenching. There is no way to grow accustomed to it - you always know there is the small chance.....but you brave through it to prevent decay and inflamed gums and abscess, infection and pain. Bravo, Yorkie Momma! Whew! At least it's over for another year or so and you can unclutch your stomach and unkink your hair.

Part 4, Mommy Melt Down
" Ruby get in your bag" he did and I zipped it up. When I opened the car door, and the light came on. I saw what a mess I was. My ragged red tee shirt had a still wet tea stain, centered on my left boob. Thank goods my sweat pants were navy, so no obvious wet spot. I did one of those weird, snorting laughs, the kind that is like a hiccup that just comes out fast, and too loud. Shocking like middle school boys, doing arm pit farts. You know, the stress laugh that happens at church, weddings and funerals. Rubin whined and started to dig. He was trying to get under the bottom pad in carry bag. I told him, "Sorry baby, Mama is wackadoodle today." Me who always dresses so carefully, Miz matchy, matchy has on one navy sock and one black one. I dangle my feet out the door and peel off the socks, tossing them onto the normally tidy back seat. I jam my naked feet into the neon orange rubber clogs I regret grabbing this morning. Ew, nasty, I feel the little dirt balls inside. I sling the zebra carry bag onto my should and Rubin is still digging and whining. The Bag is swinging back and forth and banging my belly in tempo to his digging as we walk to the front door. "Ruby stop it," I say. I know he has picked up my nervousness. He yelps in that " I got to pee bark' and I almost do the snort laugh again. I swallow it back and confess miserably "I got to pee too. It will be ok it's just nerves."
Just as I reached for the door it swung in and the Bad Daddy man rushed out. I automatically stepped to the side. I gave a surprised squeak as my shoulder banged the door frame.The shoulder strap slid down my arm and the carry bag thumped on the hard tile floor. Rubin barked in fear. D@mn ! No it wasn't Christian kindness pouring from between my lips. To Rubin I croon, "It's ok baby." The nurse lady in the waiting room, jumped up asking, "Are you ok ?" I nodded and tried to soothe Rubin. He was doing some honking CT coughing. I shushed him and in a sing song voice said, 'Breathe, breathe, Ah Good, good, baby." Her little Yorkie was working herself into a frenzy of high pitched screams. The nurse lady rushed back to the little diva in the rhinestone dress and held the Yorkie up to her face, making kissy sounds. We thought what a nice nurse lady, we like her. Rubin gave a few more coughs and then whined. He never acts this way and it is all my fault, for letting him feel my worry. I signed the consent forms that Deb the office lady handed me. Deb sweet talked Rubin, telling him he was a handsome boy. He refused to look out the screen panel. He had pressed himself into the far back corner, as far as he could go . He was a shaking fur ball of anxiety.

Wonderful story. I am waiting for the next installment. I feel like Buster when he is waiting for me to prepare dinner. I can't wait for more. Best wishes to Rubin on his dental adventure and to his Mommy his official biographer.
Happy Belated Birthday Teresa.

You are a very good writer Im looking forward to the next one

I'll pay you to PM me the rest of the story! Lol! On the edge of my seat!

I feel like I'm right there with you! Can't wait for the next installment!

Omg!!! I have to wait for more!! This is worse than the wait for the twilight movies! ;)

Lol I have to agree you tell a great story....look forward to more!

Poor Rubin...and poor Teresa...what a morning so far. Can't wait to see how it all turned out!

Part 5 Mommy Melt down
March 22, 7:35 am. Deb the office lady handed me a clipboard with consent forms. As I signed, Deb sweet talked Rubin, telling him he was a handsome guy. He refused to look out the screen panel. He pressed himself into the back corner as far as he could go. He was a shaking fur ball of anxiety. He gave another honking cough and turned up the volume on his whining. I laid the clip board on the counter and took a seat on one of the hard plastic chairs. Frightening thoughts about, hemorrhages, Collapsing Trachea, and bad anesthesia, start doing trampoline jumps in my sleep deprived brain. The outside door opens and two laughing women come in. They must be twins or I am seeing double red heads and chins. 'Morning ladies." chirps Deb. They gently sit down a wire crate. Inside is a very pregnant Bull Dog. "Tammy, it is baby day !" says Deb as she hands one lady the clip board. The nurse lady with the Yorkie asks, "Is she having a C-section ?' Both ladies nodded vigorously and one says, "Yes, only way for bullies, you know," and added proudly,"She is having six. I am Molly, and this is my sister Polly. And this is Queen Tammy of Tera" We all made appropriate baby shower, aw sounds. "Are you a nurse dear ?" asked Polly patting her red corkscrew curls. "No," said the nurse lady "I am a nail tech. I am Carol and this is Mia, she is getting her spay." Oh how nice," Molly replied. "We are retired show girls." Both jiggled and giggled, "You know dog show handlers" said Polly. Deb and Carol laughed. I gave a weak smile, as everyone looked at me. Before I could say a word, the back room door opened. Sue our favorite Vet nurse, picked up a clip board and headed toward me. I stood up and Rubin was suddenly deathly quiet. "Hi Teresa, is Rubin ready ?" I shook my head yes, and unzipped the bag carrier. Rubin would not come out. I tried to coax him by talking baby talk. Amazing how fear chases all correct solutions out of my mind. Deb came round the counter and took the zebra bag from me. She held it open so I could use both hands to lift Rubin out. Sue opened her arms to take Rubin. I kissed his little face, told him I loved him and put him in Sues arms. She turned around and the last thing I saw was his beautiful brown eyes and quivering top knot. Then the door closed with a final click. I swallowed a huge lump and pressed a hand to my rolling belly and leaned against the counter and blinked hard. Deb handed me a tissue. Polly or was it Molly? stroked my arm and said "It is the kindest thing...." I looked at her through tears and stuttered, "What do you mean?" Deb burst out laughing," Oh No, he is not being put to sleep. Rubin will be fine, he is just getting a routine dental !"

worth the wait More... more...more of the Adventures of Rubin. Hopefully he will do well in the kingdom of Anesthesia and win his battle against the dreaded plaque monster, and return to the loving arms of his Lady in Waiting.