Tuesday, May 26, 2009


This is Bones.


Yesterday, Bones did his usual "I'm going to run down the neighbor's lawns and hit the ones that throw bread out for the birds" routine. He got halfway down his normal route and stopped, picked up his rear paw and limped home. He hasn't put weight on it since.

I've been through this before. Without even visiting the vet, I'm pretty sure he hurt his ACL, probably tearing it. When dogs of Bones' weight tear their ACL, surgery is the only remedy. Our other dog, Ollie, had this surgery 3 years ago. It is expensive and the recovery is no fun. On top of that, Bones has a recently diagnosed heart murmur. My vet is the fastidious type, and will recommend a cardiology work up before any surgery, which equals more money. We visit the vet at 4pm today to find out if I am right. I hope that I am wrong.

I love this dog.


He was the first dog that CPM and I adopted. He was six months old. We went to the PSPCA "just to look." We had no ID, and thus couldn't apply to adopt that night, but we saw Bones, with his stubby tail, and thought seriously about getting him. All through the next day, we thought about him. Immediately after work, we went to the PSPCA with the correct paperwork, Bones was still there, and we took him home.

Bones is really bummed that he can't run around. He's doing his best to get around on three feet, but it's not the ideal situation for him. I feel terribly for him. I want him to feel better. I was up all night thinking about him, totally stressed about possibly having to deal with this issue again. I slept (terribly) on the floor in an attempt to comfort him. At some point in the middle of the night, he hobbled back down to the first floor, where I think CPM was sleeping.

Sigh. I've been blaming myself since it happened. I had the audacity to think that this was the perfect weekend...perfect weather, perfect activity balance, and then blam, this. Sigh.


  1. Awww! Poor Bonsey!
    Good luck at the vet.

  2. I'm so sorry. I know how hard and scary it is when our dogs get sick or hurt. The only positive I can think of is that animals seem to be way more adaptable than us when it comes get injuries and pain. Still, it really sucks and I wish him and your entire brood only the best.