Dog-gonnit

The dogs in the family have not had a good weekend! On Sunday, Pixie got her paw pinched by the door. She cried for what seemed like forever but was probably a good two minutes and was not consolable. She would let Keith touch her paw, but was not really willing to put weight on it for a day. I was afraid that she had broken one of her tiny little bones. Thankfully, yesterday she was only slightly limping and today she's fine.

Petey has had a worse week(end). He has had a growth/cyst in his front leg for a while, but it really started bothering him over the weekend and he was cleaning it way too much. To keep him from hurting himself even more, we wrapped his leg very loosely. The next morning, his leg looked swollen and the wrappings a little tight, so I took them off and wrapped it loosely again. By the evening, his one foot was twice the size of the other. As we are driving to the vet, I'm thinking "this isit, he's got cancer and we'll have to put him down before Justin gets home from football practice and he won't get to say good-bye". Luckily, that was all just melodrama. His foot was swelling because we had wrapped it and it acted like a turnicate even though it was loose to begin with (who'd have guessed). They cleaned him up, gave us some antibiotics and some pain killers and we got to take him home.

And, while he's been taken care of medically, he has lost all dignity...