I really made some improvements! My happy disposition was returning and I was feeling better and better. Then mom and dad had to leave town for a few days. I love their son Jeff, and our housekeeper Mary, but it just wasn't the same!
When they got back, I was limping badly again and was really down in
the dumps. They were quite worried and called Dr. Baker to see what he
thought. He was concerned about infection or that maybe I'd somehow
torn my stitched muscles. Dad drove me to our local vet, Dr. Floerke
who took my temperature and gave me a thorough checkup. The prognosis
When Mom called Dr. Baker back with the report, he said to take my hobbles
off a few days early and see if that perked me up a little. I can
hardly wait! Dad even took me to pick up pizza with Patches tonight
and I was really excited to go in the car again!
Mom took my hobbles off yesterday and my whole outlook improved!
I could walk without restriction and lengthen my stride, although I still
limp. Mom and Dad are letting me do a few more things too, like take
short walks with Patches when we are both on leashes, and go riding in
the car a little more. Things seem to be getting back to normal slowly.
I'm starting to use my leg more and more and can even sit down properly
with my left leg under me instead of off to the side.
I am already walking better now than I did before surgery! Also
doing a little slow trotting once in a while.
What a difference a few weeks have made! I can now easily get up anytime I want, seldom lay with my feet propped up, and am starting to run a little! Patches and I are also beginning to play like we used to do. Mom and dad are taking me for a mile or two walk each day and that is probably helping too.
Doctor Baker said that the best way to help me recover and rebuild my
muscles would be to find a big hill to walk up several times a day, but
alas, South Texas is flat as a pancake! Too bad we don't live in
the Rocky Mountains. We do have a wide steep riverbank on the farm
and so I've been going up and down it. Mom thought about getting
me an inclined treadmill <doggie grin> but I'd probably think it was
really boring. Being outside is much more fun!
I'm like a whole new doggie! Patches and I are starting to play in the backyard and while he can still out run me, I can wrestle him down pretty good when I catch up with him. Here's me chasing after Patches and Daddy.
My favorite time of the day is when we go for walks around the farm. Mom and dad turn me loose (Patches has to stay on a leash or he'll run off chasing after rabbits and looking for coyotes!).
Here I am running in the cotton field (see the little plants coming
up?) behind Patches who has slowed down to a walk.
As you can see above, I can run quite well now and really do almost all the things a "normal" dog can do, other than I haven't quite figured out how to jump in the big Four Wheel drive car yet, but I can get in Jeff's truck just fine since it's a little lower to the ground.
It's about time mom updated this page!
It's like a miracle happened to me. Dr. Baker, my surgeon, said that I'd be almost good as new in six months. I feel almost new already!
I can run - FAST, play hard, rough & tumble with Patches, and trot beautifully. I still walk with a slight wiggle, but that too might change someday.
Even mom and dad think that I can now do what
any "normal" doggie can do!
I'm still getting around just fine, although I still walk with a funny little swish! I can run really fast for short distances too.
While I still have a bad hip on my right side, it doesn't seem to matter now that my new hip is carrying half my weight. Maybe I won't ever need the other one replaced! But we'll see. For now, I'm the happiest and healthiest ever!
Would you believe it snowed in South Texas on Christmas Day!!?? I loved it! The snow was over 3" deep and I ran out and settled in for a nice brisk morning of relaxation!
Well, here I still am, still getting around and doing fine! My buddy Patches passed away at the golden age of 11 and I was really sad. I arrroooed all night long until Mom and Dad found me a new buddy that we named Scooby!
I was so happy to have someone new to play with! He was sort of a pesky little thing at first but once he started growing up a little, we really have fun together. Here we are on the daily walk.