I had a friend whose dog died under general anesthesia during a standard procedure, you see.
And I'm *terrified* of losing Max. And I've been holding that in, telling myself it's silly to worry, but... it's not. This is a pretty big thing. And he's not old for his breed - he's 12, and Siamese can live to be 18 or so - but he's not a spring chicken.
So yeah. I've been very scared for Max.
Just got off the phone with the vet - they're able to take him tomorrow. So I don't spend the entire weekend in a knot of fear (he was originally scheduled for Tuesday). Tomorrow. We shall get this over with. And he'll be fine. Because he has to be.