Poor Little Liv
Last Thursday, Liv went to work with Mark as usual. Mark works out near the local commuter airport, and sometimes he lets Liv run a bit in the afternoons. On Thursday, though, Liv came back with a serious gash across the back of her left rear leg. Mark wrapped up the wound quickly and drove her straight to our vet. That’s where we got the bad news that not only had she opened up a huge part of her back leg, but she also sliced through two of the tendons on the back of her leg. Without surgery, she’d loose the use of two of her toes. Her feet are very high-stepped, and being flat-footed for the rest of her life would just be terrible. So, we sprung for the surgery.
On Friday, Liv went under the knife. The surgery went great, and the vet was able to re-attach the two tendons. Liv came home with a big purple splint on her foot, and strict instructions for her to not walk up steps, not to jump, run, play or have any fun for the next six weeks!!
So far, she’s been good, and seems to be healing up without much problem. She hasn’t messed with the splint at all (knock on wood) and isn’t being too obnoxious about her lack of exercise the last few days. We’ll see how annoying she is in six weeks, though!
Get well soon, Liv! She looks so bummed in that photo.
Awwww… poor girl. She got away from me when she saw a bunny. Every image like this stabs me with little pangs of guilt even though there wasn’t much I could do. After all, there was a BUNNY.
Poor Liv! Zeus and Leia send their condolences. Get well soon!
OH NO! POOR LIV!
Hey, haven’t written you much. Just a note that fiona and I are going on a weeklong cruise to mexico this year, so my weeklong trip to CO won’t happen this year…. booo.
(plus, I haven’t yet convinced Fiona that she wants to rock climb. )
She isn’t sad any more at all. She stomps around in her splint and wags her tail. I call her “pegleg” (the pirate). Perhaps when the blogging slows down I can get Kate to take a happy picture of pegleg.