Okay, it all started yesterday when I was taking Duke home from my friend Katie's house. I opened the fence and he ran out, then ran straight over to the neighbor dog that was chained up outside. I heard some mean growling and then a yelp and thought oh good, if he got hurt it will teach him a lesson. So we got home, and I found a little sore hole on the inside of his back left leg so I put some doggie neosporin on it with a bandaid. (yes, a bandaid)
Hours later when Dave got home from work, I told him about the incident, and he couldn't believe I didn't take him to the vet. I said I didn't know what to do because I had never seen a hole that big. (Hello! That should have been my first sign) So this morning I took him in to the pet hospital.
8 hours and $300 later...
I picked him up and took my embarrassed and woosy dog home in a t-shirt diaper and cone of shame! He got about 10 stitches and has a drain in his hip that will be leaking fluid for about 3 days. Ick! At least the cone has provided some comic relief... I have caught him about 20 times just standing there, motionless, staring at the wall or the floor. hehe
Poor, dumb dog.
2 comments:
Poor Duke! He looks so sad in those pictures! Hopefully he gets better soon!
Um, so I don't know how it happened, but I just realized you have a blog. Where have I been! So, could you please start posting more frequently so that I can keep up on you life? That would be great. Thanks so much.
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