Oh Poo!!!

That’s what my cyber friend Gypsy had to say to me when she heard my news. Oh Poo! And I had to agree with her.

My leg still hurt last week and I was limping most of the time, so on Tuesday Mum took me the vet. Not that I mind going to the vet – I quite like it there. But the vet leg felt my legs, and knees and hips and it hurt and wasn’t very nice. She told Mum I had something wrong with my knee and that it was moving about or something. I didn’t know exactly what was wrong but had to go back the next day. Mum took me there and then left me! So they did some blood tests, and made me go to sleep while they took some Xrays, and then I had to have an injection. Mum and Dad came to get me in the afternoon and spent quite a while talking to the vet. Apparently I have very slight hip dysplasia (whatever that is) in one hip, and my right knee keeps slipping out of its socket, which has caused something called arthritis. That’s why I keep limping. The vet gave Mum some tablets for me and said I had to go back next week. Apparently I might have to have an operation on it at some stage. Mum says that might be the best thing as it will stop my knee slipping. In the meantime she’s also giving me strange medicines called Glucosamine and Green Lipped Mussel. But they’re quite tasty as she mixes them up with peanut butter for me.

As we left the vets though, who should I bump into but Tyson and his sister. I was so excited (but not as excited as Tyson who wee’d on the floor). They’d been to the groomers.

I felt really strange when I got home and didn’t feel very well at all. I couldn’t settle down, and kept crying. And everything seemed to be really scary. I didn’t like it at all. Mum says it was caused by the anaesthetic that they’d used to send me to sleep. It took me ages to get to sleep that night, and even then I kept waking up. I was allowed to sleep on Dad’s bed though, mainly cos I was to scared to sleep in my crate.

On Thursday I slept late and still felt a bit odd when I woke up, but after a while I suddenly felt a lot better. Mum seemed to think she had to spoil me. The only thing is that I’m only allowed to go for short walks. But as my knee hurts I don’t want to walk very far. I was a bit confused by the fact that Dad spent the whole day in bed. Mum said he didn’t feel very well.

Then on Friday, just as I thought we were getting back to normal, Mum went away, so I’ve had a week-end with Dad. That’s been ok, cos I can twist Dad round my little toe. So I got to sleep on his bed with him. And even though I’m only supposed to have short walks on the lead, Dad took me up to Delph Woods yesterday. We had a short walk, then, just as we were going back to the car, I heard my friend Lenny, and went dashing off to meet him. We had a good old run around (Lenny is a lurcher, so can run really, really fast). I’ve paid for it since though, as my leg is really bad again today. I don’t think Mum was very pleased with Dad for taking me to the woods and letting me play with Lenny.

I’ve missed Mum though, and was really pleased when she came home this afternoon. So I’m just hoping that things are going to be back to normal now.