Little Brian is now officially called Jake, so now all Smudge's Cavapoo pups have names, Kayla, Flora, Mollie, Chester, Harvey and Jake. They are now just over seven weeks old and this Thursday they will be microchipped and have their first vaccinations and then next Tuesday we will see the first one leave us, being Flora. Photo's are from the last five days. Sorry for the short puppy report, but we have had a accident happen with our Jessica.
Last night we put the dogs out last thing , before they go to the utility to all sleep together and one was missing, Jessica. I went outside calling and looking for her. My husband went to the front door and their she was sat and she rose as he approached to give David her customary tail wagging greeting and then David noticed as she rose she had been sat in a pool of blood and in the light it looked like her leg was where the blood had come from. He called me and said, "I think we have a problem here with Jessica, that does not look good." He opened the front door and even with her leg hanging, before David could pick her up, without a sound she hopped in through the door and then in the full light of the front room we could then see the extent of the damage to her leg. Some how she had skinned from the hock to the foot and the skin was attached still by a few strands to her hock and to the pad of her foot. It did not need any further investigation to know that she needed to be got to a vet and hope the leg could be saved. Any one who thinks Cavaliers are wimps, should of seen Jessica last night and her stoicism would of humbled even the hardest of hearts. We think she must of climbed the fence of the property, as she likes to do and often with her brother Toby and on jumping back down must of got caught up some how, but we heard no scream or whimper, looking at the wound it was made quick cleanly and with force, which would fit with her jumping down and wire twisting round her leg like a tourniquet and with the down ward force of her body weight would of had the effect of cheese wire on the leg.
This happened just after 11 pm and by 11.30 pm we where at the vets and we left her, as they where about to put her under anesthetic and get a better look at the injury. We got home and the phone rang and the vet had some disappointing news, but expected news. On closer inspection under anesthetic it was apparent that most her toes where dislocated and the hock was very unstable and talking with the vet, we decided that the best outcome was to amputate the leg at the thigh, so last night they dressed the leg and made her comfortable on pain killers and today performed the amputation of her back leg, she has come through the surgery well and it was felt best to keep her in the vets again tonight to keep her nice and quiet and assess her tomorrow morning, to hopefully come home. Missing her, but she is in the best place at the moment to be kept quiet. I'm confident with her dainty build and being very fit, that she will soon adjust to her new conformation, dogs can easily cope with being on three legs, especially if a small dog.
I did joke with the vet when he rang me as they performed the surgery, to tell us they had also noticed that she had damaged the end of her tail, which needed to be tidied up as well, that if I applied docking tail ideology, that perhaps I should remove a leg from each dog, if a dog can cope on three legs, because it would reduce the chance of damaging a leg by 25%. Sorry about that bad joke.
So I'm hoping to have her home tomorrow and although I've had dogs break a leg and one had to have an eye removed, a dog having a leg removed is a new one for me, although I have known dogs with three legs, so I'm on a learning curve.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me (Jane) with Puddin' and Teagol, waiting patiently to flush a patch of kale, December 2019
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