As I have reported earlier, Cookie has torn her ACL. We know this because our vet told us so but he is going to charge us out the wazoo to fix it so we are checking our other options. Yesterday, I was particularly concerned because she went outside and then would not come back in. She just sat in the yard and wouldn't move. I thought she might be enjoying the beautiful weather until she turned down food. My first thought was, "She is hurting so bad that she will not come up the stairs!" I turned to Joey and said that we needed to do something quickly because it has obviously gotten really bad! We quickly planned how we could take her to a vet in Birmingham making our trek to Pell City this weekend doubley-hard. Cakes, dog and children in the car--YIKES! But what else would we do-she is our baby.
Well last night Joey came inside from working on the yard and said, very seriously, "It's not her leg." I replied, "Then what is it?" Cookie had hunted down a rabbit in the backyard and was sitting out there guarding her prize! Poor Cookie, my foot. She is a BUNNY SLAYER!!! She wasn't writhing in pain--She was gloating over her dead bunny corpse! Needless to say, the pressure is off and so we will worry about her next week instead. No wonder her leg hurts, she has been huntin' wabbit! (insert Elmer Fudd voice here) Thank goodness for our guard dog! I don't know what would happen to us without her. Bunny Attack, Squirrel Attack, Blue Jay Attack! Just think of the brutality we have been spared! I have renamed this week, "Cake/UnDog Week". : )
1 comment:
haha,
glad she is ok
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