Thursday, July 25, 2013
I came home a bit early from work on Monday, muzzled the pups and let them out to do their business. They took off like a shot around the corner of the house, as usual. Next thing I know, Sadie is screaming. This is not the normal GSOD, but scream after scream. I run over and she is holding her left front leg up. Well, crap. I put the boys back in the house and off to the vet we go. Luckily, they were still 40 minutes away from closing time.
All of my greyhound friends know how stoic these pups can be. The vet poked, prodded and manipulated. Only found one spot in her shoulder area that appeared to be tender. We left there with Novox as I already had a supply of Tramadol in the medicine chest.
Monday night was horrible. Up and down all night long. She would just stand and cry. If I sat in front of her, she would lay her head on my shoulder and practically fall asleep. When she did lay down, she wouldn't put her head down at all. Poor thing. Every time her head would start to fall, she would wake up. Needless to say, I got no sleep. Today, she is finally feeling better. Thank doG!
Last November, Sadie went through some issues with her neck. She was limping and any greyhound owner knows what fear goes along with that. She also developed neurological problems. I was so distraught about it at the time, I never wrote about it. I think I felt like if I put it in words, it would be real. We had a series of x-rays done and it was found that Sadie has several discs in her neck that are degenerated. It was absolutely awful. I left my vet's office with the words "there is nothing else we can do here for her". I sought advice on facebook from friends and fellow greyhound owners and we decided to give chiropractic a try. While I can't say that was totally the reason for her rebound, I do think it was a combination of meds and chiropractic. Whatever it was, I'll take it.
Anyway, what happened out there in the yard to my girl? I honestly don't know. I rarely leave the dogs out unattended, especially when I have fosters. I was standing on the porch and just couldn't see what was going on. Upon later inspection, I found her right rear leg muddy. Did she slip and one of the boys catch her leg? Did they run into her, tackle her, so to speak? I just don't know. Keep my girl in your thoughts and prayers. Send white light, whatever you have, our way.