Poor Miss Miya

Our poor Miya lost her womanhood yesterday. We tried to breed her once but after a few days with mean ol' Koda (a stud Cocker who is much bigger than Miya who was, shall we say, "a little too" excited) and no success, we decided that we have a morally chaste dog. We truly felt horrible leaving her there growling and running for her life around Koda's house with him right on her tail. Plus Miya is pretty small for her breed and we were worried about her health should she become pregnant. SO as much as I'd love to have Cocker Spaniel puppies, it's not worth risking her health. I'll just have to go to the pet store and visit some puppies. I am trying to convince my Father in Law to buy a puppy to be a friend for Miya but he hasn't consented yet. Maybe for Fathers Day I'll buy him one... good idea!
Anyway, we set a date to take her in since she would be going into heat in the next month or two and we didn't want to deal with that again. Miya on drugs (Painkillers) is quite hilarious. I wasn't sure if she'd be able to walk, but sure enough when Brad arrived home with her I ran out to the garage to see how she was and she was dizzily walking towards me tripping up the stairs on the way into the house. We then let her go outside to do her job and she was walking sideways with her eyes half open. It took her about 5 minutes to go to the bathroom. Lol, Brad and I were trying not to laugh at her.