Well, it's another problem for Lightning. Mom says he just can't catch a break. We will let Lightning tell you what happened.
Yesterday I was out with Mom taking care of business. I don't walk "properly" on either of my back legs. When we came inside, Mom caught me licking the paw on my "better of the two" legs, and there were several spots of blood on the floor. Upon closer examination, she saw that two of my nails were broken all the way to the quick. She thinks I must have turned my foot under on the sidewalk and snapped the two nails. My nails were just trimmed a week ago.
So off to the vet I went. I had to spend the night because the vet thought he might have to sedate me to do his work. I was a good boy and no sedation was needed. But we have torrential rain here in OP. When Mom picked me up this morning, I came out to her not only with the dreaded cone, BUT I also had a trash bag wrapped around my foot to keep the bandage dry. Well, that trash bag lasted less than 45 seconds and was totally off before we even got to the car.
As you can see, I am happy to be home despite another problem. Now we have to figure out how to keep my bandage dry while we get through the next umpteen days of predicted rain. Actually I only have to wear the bandage for up to two days. Mom is also hoping that my dear siblings don't try to help me remove that bandage. Then, on top of everything else, Mom and Dad are going away for the long Memorial Day weekend, and I, along with Misty and Timber, will be off to camp. Mom is already stressing about me, but she also knows I will be OK because we always stay at a boarding kennel that is part of a veterinary clinic, not ours, but still a good one.
We probably won't be around much until next week. Send along all the POTP you can muster for me. It always helps to have support from my friends.
Woos - Lightning (Misty and Timber)
So we guess we can be happy that Lightning is home and will be fine in a few days!!!