Showing posts with label vet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vet. Show all posts

Friday, January 18, 2013

Mysterious Limp

I'm taking a break from napping to tell you guys a story.

I've been limping since before Christmas.  Mom couldn't really do much for me to begin with because we went to home, home for Christmas and I wasn't really limping that badly.  Really, I was only limping on the gravel.  Then when we got back from NC, Mom waited till the weekend after January 1st to take me to the vet (mostly because holiday hours were kinda crazy to work around).  The vet wasn't sure what was going on, but she gave me some Rimydal so I wouldn't hurt.  I was supposed to come back in 2 weeks if the limp continued.  Mom only waited one week since the limp started happening on paved surfaces as well as on the gravel. 

The vet took xrays of my elbow and didn't see anything so said she wasn't sure what was going on and suggested we see an orthopedic vet.  I was checked for corns on my pads by Mom, the vet, and Miss Lisa.  Nothing.  Mom took me this past week to a vet in Solomon's to get a 2nd opinion and this vet suggested doing xrays of my neck and shoulders.  The 2nd vet's estimate was $500 which kinda freaked Mom out a lot.  Mom called our normal vet and they gave her an estimate of $350, she was slightly happier with that number, but still kinda freaked out.

So now Mom is talking to some of her GEGR folks and see what/who they suggest for orthopedic vets. 

She is trying very hard to be reasonable/practical while still trying to get the best care for me.  She's a little upset that I won't just tell her the problem, she keeps askin' me though.  My limp has gotten worse since it's been wet/rainy, so Mom is worried that maybe it's arthritis.

Vet #2 told Mom I wasn't really in any pain, which kinda helped Mom feel a little better... but not really very much.  The Rimydal didn't really do much for me, so everyone is stumped again.

It's too bad I just won't tell Mom what's going on...  Dog's gotta have his secrets, yo.

Me, doin' what I do best...

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Prince Frederick Meet and Greet!

We went to another Prince Frederick meet and greet this weekend.

I got to see my friends Lola, Ripley, Tempy, Booth, Ely, and Scarlet!  I also was a treat piggy and tried to eat all the treats that were being offered to any dog other than myself.

It was much funs!
Warning: there's lots of fawn doggies in these pics that Mom took!

Me, Booth (in the blue), and Scarlett..
Miz Tommie was being mean by squeakin' a squeaky toy we couldn't habs.

Ely modeling a potential accessory.

Ely, me, and Booth

Me, Ely, and Booth..  Tempy was laying at our feet and Lola and Ripley are behind us.
Also, you have Miz Amber and Miz Tommie!

Ely kept flirting with me...

Mom says Booth has cute earsies!

See?

"The Princess"... I mean.. Scarlett.

We just love treats!
Ely, Booth, me, Scarlett, Ripley

We can haz more?
Ely, Booth, me, Scarlett


Then, Mom took me to a new vet...  I wasn't sure about this place since they had a slippery floor, but I enjoyed meeting all the new people and Mom enjoyed my bill not being over $100 for the first vet visit ever since we've been together.  The vet lady that saw me said that she even has Greyhounds from GEGR, so she has a cousin!

The vet lady watched me walk with my limp and checked my foot and then checked my range of motion at my wrist and my elbow and my shoulder.  She said that I'd probably hurt my shoulder at some point so I wasn't allowed to do any crazy running or even any extensive walking for TWO WEEKS.  She was almost not sure that going into the woods for business was ok because it's about 1/4 of a mile there and back.


On the way to the vets.
I was pretty tired.

"Mom, please let me outs so I can go sniffin'."

Mom givin me kisses.  I showed her who's boss when I gave the vet lady kisses....
Mom was extremely jealous.


  PS.  I got to hang out with my other cousins, Noodles and Judge over Christmas.  Mom got a bad idea from Aunt Courkie to buy reindeer antlers for me....

This is what shame looks like:


Don't let your humans subject you to this kind of torture.  Ensure that everyone sees your tortured, refusing eye contact face.  They will not only give you extra treats, but tell your humans that they are mean.