Jason's in Conway doing basketball stuff today, so I took Lincoln to his day care for the morning/afternoon and I am now resting my Cinderella bones after the first cleaning shift (yes, I have to divide into shifts or I'll go insane), before tackling the next one. This might be the Monica in me, but I truly find joy in the look, the feel, and the sheer smell of clean. Ahhh...adds a sprinkle of calmness in the midst of all the insanity going on around here these days.
Speaking of insanity, remember our darling Papi? The one who got stuck in the abandoned pool for a week straight yet lived to tell (or bark and lick) about it? The same one who then, last month, broke his tail? Well, he's been limping the past few days so I took him to the vet yesterday and guess what? The little rescue dog has a DISLOCATED KNEE...? What??? How does that happen? So I asked the doc (are they considered doc's?) how long it will take to get better and what can we do about it...she said nothing except surgery. Okay. How much might that be? $3,000.00. Excuse me, what? So basically, she told me in that office that unless we have the surgery for the unthinkable $3000.00 (and he would have to go to Tulsa to get it), our little athletic, full of life Papi will limp for the rest of his life! I know I'm pathetic, but I cried. And he doesn't limp that bad all the time...he doesn't seem to be in pain either. The doc said to keep him off his feet for three weeks (day one: already impossible), and see if it doesn't seem to get better. She said there's a chance something's just torn, but she's pretty sure his knee is dislocated. So we'll give it a few weeks and then we've decided we're going for a second opinion. So if any of you know any really good vets, let me know! Or if any of you have three grand lying around and just don't know what in the heck to do with it, well, I can give you an idea. :)
And then, as always, here's my baby...we tried to get a video of him laughing yesterday (he got ticked and just laughed at EVERYTHING for about 20 minutes straight!) but I couldn't find my stupid camera. Maybe we'll get it today.
2 comments:
i feel so bad for your sweet papi! what a hard decision, i really wish that we could add dogs to our family insurance plans!
i graduated from SSHS in 2002. and my husband was the drummer for jackson waters and now he writes music and plays drums for friends. he also manages some artists here in nashville.
Wow - poor little Papi!
We use Dr. Derik at Stanton Animal Hospital. Everyone is awesome there, though. They are very down to earth and always seem to only do what is necessary. He's always giving me ideas to do things the cheap way.
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