Meh...I'm bored, its snowing out, the fireplace is on and another thread reminded me of our tragic experience (but happy ending) with our puppy.
My older son moved out and took our family pitty with him. My little guy couldn't stand to be without a dog, so Last summer, in July, we got a new Black Lab puppy.
In the winter we took her to Salmon Arm to visit friends, who also have a couple of labs. She loved playing with them. It was farm territory so she had a blast running with new friends.
The nearest road gets maybe one car every hour in the winter, other than the odd milk tanker truck for the farms. (you know where this is going).
Early one morning, still dark out, about 7:00 am, my buddy runs in and says "get your son away from the window". Oh no...Sure enough I look outside and our dog has blood just pouring from her mouth. I thought she got bit. I opened the door and she's writhing, gasping, with that "death rattle". She could hardly breathe, I asked my buddy if he had a gun, to put her out of her misery. "Oh I cant do that, Dave". I saw a trail of blood through the bush and then out on the road a huge pool melting into the snow. She must've been knocked unconscious for a bit.
So we load her into the car and race off to the Armstrong Vet hospital. It turns out she had: broken lower jaw almost off, broken upper jaw, one side. Smashed nasal cavity, cracked skull, and many teeth broken and missing. He figures he can fix her. Here she is after she had been stabilized and cleaned up:
After a few days, the vet says he doesn't have the skill to fix her up completely and suggests we transport her back to Calgary. So we load her into the truck, complete with IV bag attached:
We take her to the C.A.R.E. hospital (can't say enough good things about that place...if only us humans could be treated so well) and she spends the next three weeks in there. After a number of operations, and $6500 dollars, she comes home and we have to feed and water her through a tube in her neck. Lemme tell ya, THAT was a squeamish thing to do.
Hospital visit:
Last Christmas...she's getting better, but still has the tube in her neck.
Here she is today:
Only repercussion is she snores like a freight train and I think a diminished sense of smell.