Vet again! Last night I was limping quite badly and although I was desperate to get in the dog wagon this morning and get to the sand, the outing left me with a worse limp than ever – and a very sore paw on the other leg! It’s not as if I’ve been hurtling along cos they haven’t been using the ball thrower which takes the ball hundreds of yards. I got all chirpy and excited when my mum put me in the boot of the car this afternoon, thinking we were headed for another splash – the beach takes my mind off everything – but the destination was the vet practice again.
This time she lifted me on the bench – me, at 23 kilos, her not much more (the vet, not my mum!) – and gave the front limbs a thorough going-over. My mum held me and I was very brave, didn’t squeak although she shaved some hair off my left paw, said it was very swollen and I might have broken a toe bone. And I thought bones were just for eating! Then the right leg, all the way up to the shoulder. The vet gave me a painkilling and anti-inflammatory injection which is supposed to last 24 hours. When does it kick in is what I want to know?
Outcome is I’m destined for x-rays in the morning: no food after 6pm tonight, no water after midnight as apparently they will sedate me. I expect dinner will be something special as I’m so under the weather. and that I will get lots of cuddles. That will put THE CAT’s nose out of joint. I’ll just put my feet up for the rest of the day.
Suppose there’s not going to be any beach tomorrow…
Dogwuff! 