Tuesday, March 30, 2010

dang dog...

So Sunday morning we were playing with the dogs and somewhere between rough-housing with Kyle, wrestling with Bruno, and jumping on & off the bed (a million times), Zoey got hurt. She wasn't limping, but she wouldn't jump on the bed, sat lop-sided and would yelp when we picked her up. Crap! *smack hand against forehead* Now we have a hurt dog on a Sunday (the vet holds office hours on Sunday, right?) 

We even took her for a car ride and she just laid in the back seat. That was the last clue I needed. This was not our dog; our dog jumps back and forth between laps on car rides and can't hold still for 2 seconds. This dog was lifeless and obviously in pain. To try and save money (and not completely over-react) we waited until Monday to call the vet. But as of Monday morning, she still wouldn't jump or stretch, and would just lay around like a lump.


Bruno and Zoey are the closest thing I have to kids right now and we treat them like our kids. Kyle and I both come from families where dogs are part of the family and not just pets. So I called the vet and got Zoey an appointment. I couldn't bear it any longer to see her so unlike her normal self.


While we were at the vet, she laid on my lap and pretty much ignored the other dogs there. Poor thing. The vet determined that she probably pinched a nerve in her back so they gave her a shot of pain medication and sent us home with pills to give her (an anti-inflammatory and a pain pill). Luckily, we escaped the vet under $100 and didn't have to do xrays. 

Zoey is the only dog I've had that will eat pills right out of her food dish, or even your hand! Every other dog needs it wrapped in a food disguise and then they still spit out the pill and manage to eat the food! But Zoey gulps it down, oblivious that it's a pill.


She was already feeling better Monday night when we got home from board meeting because she jumped on the bed again. And today she was trying to wrestle with Bruno, jump on our laps (when we were way high up on bar stools), and go all over in the car (and we wonder how she hurt herself in the first place) Dang dog!

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