We always take our adopted greyhounds, Zeus and Apollo, with us when we go to the alpaca farm and turn them loose in an unused pasture. Here they can run around and get their exercise while Roxanne and I clean up alpaca poop.
Well, the other day Apollo came home limping and by the end of the day he wouldn’t put any weight on his left front paw. I told him to just suck it up, but Roxanne insisted he had to go to the vet.
So off to the vet we go.......................
The x-rays showed he had somehow managed to break two toes. Now if I went to the doctor with a broken toe he would probably just tell me to hobble around on it the best I could until it healed. (This is if they didn’t decide to just shoot me to put me out of my misery.)
But dogs are different, I guess, as Apollo came home with a cast up to his shoulder and enough drugs to make a Mexican cartel envious. (I still haven’t worked up the courage to ask Roxanne how much the vet bill was.) Now dogs can get around pretty well on three legs, but even I have to feel sorry for poor Apollo as he drags this stiff, heavy cast around behind him. And, of course in our condo we have nothing but steps and there is no way I can carry an 80 pound dog up and down them all day. So we figure it
is just a matter of time before Apollo (or I) fall down the steps and breaks something really important this time. The cast is supposed to stay on for four weeks – good luck on that one!
Of course, Apollo quickly decided the solution to all his problems was to simply
remove the cast and thus he set out to chew it off. Fortunately, we caught him
when he had only about ¼ of it gone. Now he has to wear one of those funnels around his neck, which he just loves. Between the funnel and his cast he pretty much is a lost cause – he looks like a drunken sailor as he thumps across the floor. The funnel makes him so nervous he pants and at the same time the funnel amplifies these pants so we get to listen to him all night. Oh, and taking him out to pee and poop is also especially fun.
So it is just a matter of waiting to see who goes crazy first – Apollo or me.