To continue with how awesome school was on Friday, we had dropped the monster off at the vet to be spayed Friday morning. So, I got to come home and take a nap without hearing her whining voice in the cage. My husband and I were able to eat dinner without her stealing food from the countertops. (Oh btw, she jumped all four paws on the kitchen table the other day.) We were able to watch tv without having to get up a bazillion times to take remotes, shoes, decorations, and trash out of her mouth. We were able to sleep in the next morning. We were able to fold our laundry without her taking the folded clothes and dragging them around the house. It was wonderful...and then we had to go and pick her back up from the vet.
End of Story. She is completely back to normal, oblivious to the fact that she has stitches that she ripped open on Sunday while my parents were here because she was acting like a crazy idiot. Currently she is climbing all over Anthony's dad. She is a full time job.