She's partly right. Today's early rising was for a trip to the vet. She hasn't been for a year and a half, so I wanted to do a wellness check and get her a heartworm test. I had a few concerns: her teeth, her eyes, her little seizures, her weight.
She, of course, would have me think that going to the vet is an extreme betrayal of trust.
You can see it in her eyes.
But the vet gave her a clean bill of health and said most of the little things that were concerning me were just age-related and not worrisome. So we were free to move on to the next part of the morning, where Sophie's outlook improved considerably.
She won't need a walk tonight!