Then this weekend I traveled to College Station to work on grooming Moxie and talk to the breeder about what we were going to decide about showing Moxie. We put her up on the table, and while she is a really nice dog, she is simply longer in the leg than your average scottie. The breed standard clearly calls for space for the average man's fist to fit between their brisket and the ground. She said she thought we should focus on agility and not worry about showing. I was thinking Hallelujah. I want her to be a nicely groomed pretty dog, but I don't necessarily need a judge to tell me that. :-) So, I drove home eagerly anticipating calling the vet Monday morning and scheduling a spay surgery!
|After her spay surgery Wednesday, she has laid in her bed and groaned. Bailey brought over Moxie's favorite toy--the green duck.|