Over the weekend our little puppy, Charcoal jumped out of the pick up truck while Arlan was driving and broke her leg. It wouldn't have been a big deal if it hadn't been her knee bone/growth plate so it was either surgery or have a three legged dog. Arlan opted for the surgery since she was so young.
Well now we feel even worse for getting the surgery. Look at the comfortable,high fashion recovery.
A cone for the head, a cast for the leg, no jumping, no running, can't get the bandages wet or soiled. Are you kidding me!!! This is insanity, what did we get ourselves into?
Two days later our little kitty's mommy got hit by a car in front of our house.
The worst part of that was that the mommy cat wasn't ours. We were house-sitting it for a few weeks till my sister-in-law returned. So, we had to make a difficult phone call to a little neice.
Then two days after that Trey feel of our dock at the pond. Head first into some shallow water lined with rocks. Luckily he had no serious head injuries just some deep cuts, scrapes and a bunch of bruises.
So.....maybe next week will be better!!!
1 comment:
I guess that's one way to him to "pose"...show us your bruises!!!
oh Dana, next week HAS to be better!!!!!!!!!
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