Big ouch. Seeing Annie in all that pain broke my heart more than I expected it to. Not that this was expected. At all. Financially, or otherwise. The bright side, if there is one: Annie, the world's best dog, saved us $200 by not needing general anesthesia for her sutures.
Sunday night was a tough one, as she was still stoned from her I.V. administered opiate, pacing the apartment in her plastic Elizabethan collar, whimpering in pain and confusion. Eventually, Jaime fell asleep with her arm around Annie on the floor of the living room in the middle of the night.
For 12 days, she'll live in that collar any time we're not looking at her. No running, jumping, long walks, or dog park. Just pain meds and antibiotics.
I think I'll end this on a more positive image that sums up life with Annie. Taken 24 hrs after her lost fight with the barbed wire:
4 comments:
Poor Annie! Sad face.
poor puppy :(
Everytime i come to your blog i get really happy knowing i took the photo that is your header :-)
Anyways glad your pup is okay, our sheltie is getting old and arthritic...though its healthy today i fear the day he is no longer with us!
Poor Annie... I'm glad she'll heal, though!
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