My Buff Buff really scared me.
I got done with class Monday and decided to take my little fat cheerleader with me to the office since everyone was supposed to be off and she would have had the run of the floor to explore. While making our way to Macon she started whining. I looked back into the cabin of the Jeep and she was laying on her side, whining harshly with a pool of blood and puss all over the floor, and wasn't moving.
Screw work.
Screw everything.
We went flying to the nearest veterinary hospital where the doctor discovered that her uterus had a ruptured ulcer which was bleeding out. He did an emergency spaying to remove the uterus.
Now that she is back home, she is curled up at my feet, doped up on antibiotics with some huge painkillers, and a new collar as a sorta feel good present. I hate that my baby was sick and I didn't even know that she was the least bit under the weather.

Someone is going to get so many McDoubles while riding with me next week.

On the way home from the Vet.