Mom noticed that I was limping on my front right leg on Saturday, and she thought maybe I had overdone things a bit as I was racing around the yard with Misty and Timber. It is so much fun to run fast now that it is cooler outside. So she thought a couple of days of no running and some rest would help. But then Sunday she saw I was still limping and I was also licking and licking the pads on my right front paw. She looked and looked but couldn't find anything. I didn't give her any hint either since I didn't cry out or pull my paw away. I was trying to be a very good boy.
But last night the limping seemed worse so she decided it was time to go to the V.E.T. She doesn't like to have to take me in the car because I get very anxious and make a lot of noise ALL the way to the clinic. I have to be tethered in the wayback of the SUV so I can't crawl in her lap:) But she found a product that seems to help me a lot.
I have to take 3 1/2 of these chewable "bonelets" at least 45 minutes before I go in the car. I don't mind because they are very tasty. Misty and Timber kept trying to lick my lips after I had them. And Mom and I are both happy to report that I was reasonably calm in the car. Mom just wishes they would work for my anxiety about those darn bikes on our walks.
So the nice vet lady Dr. C. checked me all over and said everything seemed good, but she still needed to look at my paw. When I was a young pup, Mom spent a lot of time playing with my toes and feet and ears so that I wouldn't mind getting my nails clipped, my ears checked, or my toes examined like today. I was a really good boy and stayed down on the floor for the whole exam. So what did she find? Well, way down deep in my paw under all that fur, the biggest of my pads had a deep gouge in it. Somehow I cut it and it was hurting enough to cause me to limp. But I am a very brave boy and never cried about it at all. So Dr. C. cleaned the wound thoroughly and clipped off the piece of pad that was hanging there. I have to take it easy for a while to give it a chance to heal. No licking (heh heh, heh) and no racing.
Mom is hoping I don't have to wear a sock or a boot because either I will pull it off or SomePup will do it for me.
Hey, Lightning, you know I have already been helping you by trying to lick that boo boo for you:)
I have some antibiotics to ward off any infection and some Rimdyl for pain. The Rimadyl tastes pretty good to me, but Mom has to hide the Simplicef in something tasty.
I am pretty lucky (I think) to have these two here with me in case I need some extra nursing:)
But if you would like to send me a little extra POTP, I would be very happy. I am going to be just fine, so no worries.
Now, I think I will let that Rimadyl help me take my afternoon nap.
Woos - Lightning (with a little help from my pals Misty and Timber)