Dogs have an ability to know when you can’t afford to take them to the vet clinic. Yesterday, after much debate, Jessica and I decided to replace our grill with a propane/charcoal/smoker combo. While I was putting it together the dogs were running free in the yard. Jessica was in the yard playing hide and go seek with the dogs – one of their favorite games. Unfortunately, they are terrible at this game. We can be standing in plain site and they will run right by us without noticing.
Jessica was in the back hiding by the camper and called for them when she heard a crashing sound. Duke had run into the gate – the gate that was wide open. He managed to get a two inch gash on his rear leg. We didn’t know what to do so we took him down to her parents house. Becky put some staples in the wound and we brought him back home. He is going to be confined to the kennel (dogcatraz) for the next week or two and won’t be able to get the run of the yard.
I’m glad we didn’t have to take him to the vet clinic but damn – dogs always seem to know when to get hurt – they always seem to do it after you spend money.
Poor Duke! And thank goodness Becky had you covered!
FWIW even with our small dog collection I think we’ve hit every holiday on the calendar with various doggie disasters… broken teeth, Rogan slamming his leg into a pipe corner of the kennel, seeds stuck way back behind the eyeball, and one notable Thanksgiving when we think Dulcie quarreled with a black widow (her nose swelled up like a football and she had hives breaking out all over her head).
GREAT practice for having kids!