20
Apr
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Welcome to yet another “A Dog’s Blog”
I don’t want to brag or anything, but I think I really am a new dog. Or a cat that used up one of its lives. Because the way I see it, less than two months ago, I was run over by a car. In mid-March, they removed my left rear leg. And today, with the sun shining (when its not raining), I am out and about hopping around the yard.
I wasn’t originally so optimistic, but, as I have said, after about 48 hours, things immedately started looking up. And, where I once thought I would never go back outside again (alone), I spend a good portion of the day enjoying hopping around on the grass and laying in the leaves.
Ten days after the surgery to remove my leg, they removed half of the stiches. They would have removed all of them had I not been licking the spot every time my parents were not looking (another lesson learned). I had to make one more trip to the vet after than to get the rest removed, but I was determine that this would be my last trip. And, it was.
They took out the stiches, said I am healing great. Told my mom she could give me a bath – and that was the best. I looked better, felt better, and the bath made me smell 10 times better.
I’m a new dog! Stay tuned for my new adventures which will surely be different since moving around on three legs is a lot different than four, and I am already beginning to see how that’s going to affect me.
But, hey – I have a new lease (leash) on life!
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5
Apr
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Welcome to yet another “A Dog’s Blog”
Two weeks ago, I would be the last one to tell you that having my leg amputated was a good thing, but given all the pain I must have been in, it may very well have been the right move.
To give you an idea of how this all went down, please read my prior posts about my stupid under-the-fence manuveur. Really bright move for a smart dog (duh!).
Anyway, with 48 hours after my operation – scars can be seen in the picture, I was startign to come down from the pain meds and I was sure I was going to be screaming. But… believe it or not, all of the pain I had had for the previous 10 days was gone. Sure I had new pain, but nothing like the daily pain I was feeling on a moment-to-moment basis.
I know my parents were waiting for a sign, and I was more than happy to give my dad one. I wagged my tail like crazy and I could see the smile on his face immedately. It must have been the first time he smiled with me in more than two weeks. I got up – well, I tried to get up, and that didn’t quite work yet, and I was pretty unhappy that something was missing, but if he was smiling and I was in less pain, then maybe everything was going to be alright after all.
Before we went to bed last night, he gave me one of my favorite treats and I ate the whole thing. Maybe I was even getting my appetite back.
I hope so… I’m starving.
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16
Mar
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After the surgery
Welcome to yet another “A Dog’s Blog”
Wow! It’s been a while since I wrote to everyone and I hope that you don’ t mind my being scare – but I had my reasons… less than a month ago, I snuck under my backyard fence and I was struck by a car.
Yup – struck by a car – and lived to tell about it. I have to admit, I am hugely lucky considering my 17 pound weight compared to the ton and a half car (at least that’s what I’ve heard my parents say). Think about this – I get caught up in the back wheel when my sister yells my name after she sees the car about to hit me. So – like a deer in the headllights (sorry fellas), I freeze – and yup, the car runs over my foot and I take a trip around the wheel well.
Lots of blood, but I guess I’m okay enough to make it back under the fence, dragging my leg. And then it’s off to a series of vet trips. First overnight, then each day to get my bandages changed. Every day for about 10 days – but the pain was tremendous. I didn’t eat, didn’t play, didn’t do much of anything. Even had a morphine patch.
Finally, after 10 or 11 days, they said the best thing to do was to take off the leg since I now had an infection and it looked like I would not be able to keep the pad on my back left foot. I had already two of the toes.
My parents said yes, and they did it. They waited the weekend, and they did it. Just like that. They took the leg on a Monday afternoon.
I’ve lots more to tell you about next time.
Tags: A Dog's Blog, amputee, dog bath, hit-by-car, tripod
