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Have Nose Will Travel

The long road to recovery

Hey everyone.

I had surgery on Thursday to repair a partial tear in my shoulder ligament. I don't know which one, I'm just a dog and not a Vet.

At first they thought I was going to have to stay the night there at the hospital, which had me and my mom kind of upset because we've never been apart overnight since I came to live with her. But, as luck would have it, the Dr. said I could go home after 6 pm and so Mom was there at 6:30 to pick me up!

I have to wear a sling for two weeks. :( It's uncomfortable and awkward. I can only hobble around on three legs, and the only time I get to go outside is when I have to go potty. The rest of the time, I just lay on the couch or on a big cushion on the floor. I watch TV, I chew on my Kong, I sleep. *sigh*

After the sling comes off, I have to wear Dog Leggs Hobbles -- which is a vest type thing that allows me to walk while keeping the shoulder in place.

Hopefully by Christmas, I'll be able to play with all my friends again!

Until then, I'll just be hanging out, going for rides in my Beagle Buggie, and over-indulging in vegetables. Bleh!

What's a Rotator Cuff?

I went to the Specialist on Monday and they said I had a torn Rotator Cuff. Mom and everyone she's talked to have never heard of this sort of thing in dogs before, so she's a little baffled by it all.

They want to do an Anthroscopy on my shoulder -- but Mom isn't sure that's the best thing for me. So she's looking into alternatives that might provide a less evassive way of helping me heal properly.

I just want to be able to play again. *howls*

ho-hum

hello everyone.

I'm a little sad today. I've been limping for an awful long time, and after many trips to the vet and x-rays, they are still unable to find anything wrong with me. So tomorrow I go to the specialist to see if she can find anything.

I haven't been to school in a long time and I miss all my class mates. I am unable to play like I use to, and I'm not having much fun these days.

Mom is sad too, because she doesn't like for me to be unhappy, and knows that we can't take our daily walks like we used to because of the restrictions put on me.

*sigh*

Hopefully, the Specialist Dr. will have some words of encouragement, and I can get better and go back to school and playing.

Keep your paws crossed for me, okay?

Howls and Kisses,
Bailey

PS: I didn't get a new baby sister yet. Mom said that maybe Basset Hounds are too big for our living situation right now -- but maybe we'll take in another Beagle from the shelter or Beagle Rescue.