A dog's job...

I have come to the undeniable conclusion that dogs are meant to drive us crazy.

This afternoon I carried Karma out to go potty and she could barely stand and then it took her 4 attempts at squatting before she could go without falling down.

Then an hour ago she heard it was dinner time and I found her standing in her crate. I let her out and she was getting around and barely limping.

I've learned there are many options. Some surgeries ranging from $700-3800. It's been suggested too that I just give her meds and keep her crated and maybe it's going to resolve on its own. I will continue to monitor her and learn as I go and do what I think is best. But it'll just be my best guess in the end and hoping I do the right thing.

Sigh. It's been a crazy day.

I have discovered Basil Hayden's... smooooooth.

Not what I had planned for the day

I had planned on getting some photos and updates on little puppies up today.

Turned out we spent Christmas morning at the emergency vet to learn Karma has a torn cranial cruciate ligament in her left stifle (rear knee). This is very similar to an ACL injury in humans. She probably planted that foot in the ground and then twisted (or was twisted by a playmate) in a different direction.

Consult with orthopedic surgeon on Monday....

sigh....

She hurts and will have to be less active than her 9-month-old puppy self would like for a while but is going to be fine. It'll just be a while before she's in the ring again.

Just so you know the little puppies are still happy, fat and healthy.
The one bigger puppy named Karma is less healthy and happy but currently so stoned she doesn't care what she did in a former life to deserve this.

Pictures will have to wait a little longer. Time now for some Christmas cheer. There's got to be a bottle of it around here somewhere.