We picked up Jessica from the vets this afternoon and although in your mind you know what's been done, run through the procedure several times, seeing it really brings it home, Jessica has had a leg amputated. You just have to put it in prospective and a lovely saying commonly used by Devonians, comes to mind, "T'is a long way from yer heart."
When we got home, Jessica had the longest pee, I have ever waited for a dog to do and I was starting to consider she was stuck in a crouching position, for her to then hop off, to show us how already she is adjusting to her three legs and went at an almost running pace to the back door wanting to go in with the other dogs.
We are going to have to be really careful with her and the other dogs, so we have erected a crate in the front room for her to sleep in and rest in when not under strict supervision. Healing this is now the priority, so we have to be careful that she does not over exercise, jump around or get accidently bumped by the other dogs. The children are all willing nursemaids and Jessica is a most willing patient, which was commented on in the vets, that she was a dog that really liked to have a cuddle and enjoyed the moments that they had time to just sit with her and pet her. I think she's going to be fine with just the three legs, just got to get her wounds healed.
Going to end this blog on something that happened today which was funny, although a little rude. This morning I took a phone call from a gentleman inquirying about our puppies, as the conversation progressed I then asked the gentleman this, "What sex do you prefer ?" The phone went silent and quickly realising I might of not made what I was inquirying about clear and said, "Sorry, I mean what sex, do you prefer for a puppy ?" and followed on by saying, " you wondered whether you had the right number then", and he replied, "You did make me think for a second then", and we both laughed and the conversation was down hill from there.Lol. Nothing like breaking the ice with someone.
“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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