It's funny how sometimes you resolve to do something and then it comes back to bite you in the rear, or the toe as the case may be. Tuesday I was talking about trying to find the happy balance for Blueberry between being active and not overdoing things. We got a nice helping of snow Tuesday and it was my last day of break before going back to work, so we decided to take the girls to the dog park. It's an activity that Blueberry enjoys, as do Morgan and Bunny, and she can go at her own pace there.
The park has a section for small dogs and so the larger dog section is actually a large L shape. Blue is particularly interested in hanging out in the back section and stalking squirrels. As Bunny and Morgan came back around and kept up their antics, I didn't think much about the fact that Blueberry wasn't with them. After a few minutes, though, I decided to walk around and check on her, to make sure I knew where she was and what she was doing. When I walked around the corner, I saw her, holding her paw up and looking a bit relieved to see me.
I walked over to her and brushed the snow off her foot, figuring that the cold was getting to her. Still, she held the foot up. I tried coercing her into walking forward a bit. She kept the brakes on. Her back legs were trembling from the strain and cold and I pulled her over to lean against me. Then I called my husband. I could carry Bunny or even Morgan, but Blueberry is a big girl. He huffed, but picked her up to carry her to the van to warm up. There are a few perks to getting old. Bunny and Morgan circled around to see what was going on and offer moral support.
It's not uncommon for Greyhounds to dislocate toes. I was pretty sure that's what had happened. I gave a sigh and made the call to the vet's office. Mr. Taleteller dutifully carried Her Royal Blueness back out to the van. We set of to have the toe examined and x-rayed. I felt awful for her in the lobby while we waited as she tried to pretend that not being able to see her would make it all go away.
So, I guess we'll start easing Blueberry back in to easy hikes in the Spring and see how it goes. I'm not too worried about her getting too crazy because she's pretty mellow and laid back, but I do want to come up with some ideas to keep her from getting too bored while she's on the mend. My question is for everybody out there who's ever experienced an injury that required rest or who just happens to have any creative ideas. What do you do with a dog who wants to be somewhat active, but is on restricted activity? I know she's going to need some special time just for her or she's going to get depressed seeing Bunny and Morgan getting to go out and do things while she can't. Any and all ideas will be appreciated.
This is framed in my vet's office. It's a note he wrote to his mom when he was a boy. His mom gave it back to him when he grew up. Every time I see it, I have to smile! I guess it's a good thing that we don't get everything that we wish for.