Crossposted from my journal... excuse me if I act like a bit of a sap. :)
Cornholio's surgery is scheduled for Friday, January 7th. He will only be there overnight, if everything goes okay, and we'll be able to pick him up Saturday morning. We have to drop him off Friday morning between 7:30 and 8:00, which is good, because Shawn and I can drive separately and I will still be able to leave from there and make it to work. I couldn't let him go without telling him I loved him first and seeing him off.
The saddest part for me is that Cornholio isn't a human. I can't TELL him that he's going to have surgery and he will be gone from us, but it will all be okay and he'll feel better afterwards. I don't like think of him being scared and having to be in a cage and all that. He will probably be too sleepy to notice, but it still makes me sad to think about. :(
The woman on the phone assured me that he shouldn't have any problems due to his age and that they use a different anesthesia on older animals, which comes on and wears off more quickly. Also, the same doctor as last time will be doing his surgery, so I know she'll do a good job. She's the one we saw last night who diagnosed him. I trust her.