A sleepy fox terrier is a good fox terrier. The vet decided to keep Rupert overnight, not because of any complications but because she wanted to keep him quiet and away from Queeni.
Queeni spent the afternoon waiting at the window, and also scratched to be let into all the rooms -- I guess she was looking for Rupert. She missed him for sure when he wasn't here but I can't say if she's happy to have him back. Unless a welcome home hump is happiness for her.
I must've been more worried about Rupe than I thought. The minute we got him home, I collapsed onto the couch and needed a restorative nap. And so did he.
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