When I took Pickles in for her dental work, I asked the vet if I could stay with her until it was time for her to be sedated, “because Pickles has separation anxiety when I leave her, ” I told the vet. The nice doctor assured me that Pickles would be taken into surgery quite quickly and so it would be best if I just left her with them and picked her up this afternoon.
When we collected her, the vet told us that Pickles was “quite happy and well within herself” after I left. She didn’t seem stressed at all.
OK then. Maybe it’s me. I just hate leaving her at the vet.
She’s sleeping off the anesthesia and pain killers now and what’s left of her teeth are now clean.