shit, shit, shit, shit!
while baby/dog sitting for sweet little Eiffel, Wapa and LT’s dog - she snapped her ACL. we are pretty sure that it happened on sunday, but with goofy labs, how can you tell? she wasn’t putting any weight on it, so i made the decision to wait 24 hours before i brought her into her vet. he confirmed the torn ACL and i’m just sick about it.
Wapa and LT are hiking in oregon and i’ve been leaving messages on Wapa’s cell, but i don’t think he’s got coverage in the tetons.
the vet gave me pain medication for her and she’s goes back for x-rays on friday. i can’t believe that this happened on my watch. out of the 100 times that we’ve watched ‘lil Eif, nothing has gone wrong, out of the 30 times we’ve taken her to the cabin, nothing has happened - the law of averages states….it was only a matter of time.
i just wish there was more that i could do. the vet says that the damage has already been done, so there really isn’t anything we can do, and the only way to repair the damage is through surgery. and while i was totally willing to schedule and pay for surgery (which is totally what i would do for my dog) i guess the vet wants to wait for Wapa. whatever!
the good thing is, she’s not in pain, the great thing is is that she’s still her cute little self. she and the coop-a-doop (my dog) have been playing with each other while lying down - Coop knows she’s limited. i just am dreading Wapa getting my messages, the anxiety he’s going to feel, the helplessness. gah! douple, triple, holy shit!