Friday, May 29, 2009
I was babysitting Tuesday night two weeks agot and I got a call from my dad saying that they were taking Ely to the emergency vet. I was a bit in shock. Apparently he was doing his laps around the yard that he does every day or so and he took a different turn that was sharper than where he normally goes and went down and came up yelping . It was probably a good thing that I was not there because I was a wreck when he was playing and landed on his front ankle wrong and twisted it. I never want to hear a dog make that sound again, especially one of my puppies. It is the worst sound to hear. Anyways, my dad thought he broke it and so my mom had called our vet this was around 8:30 Tuesday night and so the vet on call called her back and said to give him some aspirin and keep him still and bring him in in the morning. My dad opted to take him to the emergency vet instead which is only about 5 minutes from our house. The parents of the kid I was watching were on their way home so I told my dad to wait and I would go with him. When I got home, Ely was trying to get around without using his leg. We took him to the vet and the vet came in and said that we had a little football player on our hands and that he had blown out his knee. She explained about the two surgeries to fix it and told us it would 3 weeks till they could fit him in. My mom called our vet the next morning and they told her about a newer, better surgery that would fix it a TTA. The orthopedic vet (who is one of our favorite vets) was on vacation that week so we scheduled it for Wednesday. Let's just say it was a hard long week. Ely was not happy about not getting to eat anything Tuesday night or Wednesday morning before heading to the vet. We got a call from Dr. Brian, the vet who did the surgery and he said everything went great and that Ely had done a good job at tearing his knee up. We went to pick him up Thursday afternoon and Dr. Brian told us in detail all that he did which kind of grossed me out a little. I can only handle so much details of cutting bones and putting stuff in. The vet did say that he did two TTA that day and that Ely was a bit more of a mama’s boy and needed more pain meds, but that is just my Ely. Ely got sent home with a ton of medicine and was out of it. He had a lot of swelling because his bone was bleeding that took a few days to go down. He has started to get back to his normal self and has started putting more weight on his leg now. Hopefully he will make a quick recovery and that he won’t blow out the other knee since there is a 50% chance of him doing that. Before
Well I have been horrible about posting this last month, so I will give you a recap of what has happened. The two weeks after Sherman left to embark on a new chapter of his life, were filled with final projects and exams for me. Poor Ely looked all over the house for Sherman and could not find him. He even looked in the bath tub. He was kind of mopey for a few days and then he has since enjoyed being the only dog. I got a call from the couple who took Sherman back to the school for me and they fell in love with him in less than 24 hours. They had put Sherman in the crate to sleep, which was in the other room and went to bed. Apparently Sherman barked just once and then would be quite and bark again. After the second time, they got up and brought Sherman in their room and he curled up next to the bed and went to sleep. That’s my Sherman, he always loved being with people. He had always slept right across the room from me and he could always keep an eye on me. They left early Saturday morning and they said that he either laid down and slept or looked quietly out the window watching the world go by. When they stopped, Sherman drank his water and went busy (sometimes I think Sherman went busy to make me happy) and behaved himself and was a sweet puppy. They got to the school around 2:45 Saturday afternoon and they said that when the trainer came to get him that he wagged his tail and went happily with her. They had a hard time giving him up and could not imagine having him longer and giving him up. They got to see the true Sherman, something that he was never afraid to share. On my 3 day summer break; before summer classes start I put together a puppy shower for the raisers who would be getting a puppy the end of May. I think I covered everything, but I was a little scattered brain since a trip to the emergency vet two days earlier had left me with other things to deal with. But for the most part it went really well. We played games, had a adorable 9 week old black lab puppy do demonstrations of how to teach basic commands, and covered a lot of information and guidelines.