Since last Friday I've been worried about my baby. I came home from work and noticed her limping. Her back right leg seemed to be bothering her. And then when she stopped to eat, she kept that leg raised all the while through. My heart lurched and I called my husband up to hysterically tell him that baby was limping! He calmly told me to check her foot to see if there were any cuts or anything stuck between the pads. I checked her paw and there seemed to be nothing amiss and infact Jackie didn't yelp or cry out in any pain. She just seemed uncomfortable. So husband suggested letting her be and if she was still limping on Monday, we'd take her to the vet. I watched her carefully for the next two days and the limp was still prominent. I felt so guilty thinking, "why the heck do we have so much furniture or things lying about this damn apartment. My poor baby hit herself on my stuff *sob*". Erm, anyway, Monday dawned and Jackie was still limping so that evening, after work, I took her to the vet and he examined her thoroughly and said her hips and legs seemed fine but that we'd have to get X-rays taken. I also mentioned she was losing weight (she's lost 5lbs!) and the doc then said that bloodwork would have to be done as well. I was to drop her off at the vet the next morning (before work) and pick her up in the evening (after work). They would be giving her a sedative before her blood work and then give her anesthesia to put her out for 10 minutes or so in order to take her x-rays. As you can imagine, I was in quite a state even though I knew this was not life-threatening, but the mind can scare you if you let your imagination run.
Her blood work came back normal. Her x-rays showed a ligament tear which if she damages any further could lead to surgery and then problems for the rest of her life. :( So we've been told to keep her resting for as long as possible. Which is really hard especially since she's still quite puppy-minded and loves to run about and play. I feel bad for her but I don't want her facing this for the rest of her life....so I ignore her comeplaywithmemommy looks and instead order her to lie down. It breaks my heart, but she needs to heal. Although till date, I don't see an improvement. The husband thinks this will just go away in it's own time, but I don't believe him. *grumble*