Alpha mom thought it best that I tell you what’s going on. She thinks she’ll sound too serious. It’s something about her “voice” in telling the story. I don’t understand this; I like her voice, especially when she’s telling me what a
good great dog I am.
As some of you know, I’ve made my living here with Alpha mom and pop by chasing away the bear, the squirrels, the deer, the chipmunks, and the grasshoppers (those I eat). I do this with equal abandon. Alpha mom still loves to tell the story of my first bear-off. You can read about it here.
Alpha mom was never prouder. I know this because I still hear her telling people all the time. It’s becoming a bit embarrassing.
Over the years, we saw fewer and fewer bear and now we haven’t seen any in two years.
I’m equally good with deer, chipmunks, and squirrels. Or was. We’ll be getting more of these critters over the next few years I’m afraid, since I’m no longer allowed to run loose. In fact, I’m not allowed to run at all.
It seems the veterinarian has told the Alphas that my Anterior Crucial Ligament (ACL) has torn in half in my right rear knee. And it looks as though my left one isn’t far behind. He says only surgery will help.
Frankly, it doesn’t hurt that much any more. But that’s only because I’m not running any longer. If I’m outside, I’m tied to a long lead. Alpha pop takes me for a short walk in the morning and Alpha mom takes me for a longer walk mid morning and mid afternoon. Then a short one at 9:00 each night. Then I get my cookie. But other than that, if the weather is decent, I’m tied up outside, in the sun, with the breeze blowing against my fur. I quite like it actually.
The other vet we went to last week, the one who would do the operation, says it will cost my Alphas nearly $8,000 to fix both knees. My mom thinks it’s stupid (my word, not hers) to fix only one knee; because then the chances that the left ACL will tear is even greater. So, over $4,000 to fix the right one; and over $3,000 to fix the left one.
I’m actually not crazy about having these operations. Yes, it’s plural (Alpha pop taught me that word). I’d have to have two and the anesthesia puts a big strain on my heart. I’m nearly seven now, you know.
Then there’s the recuperation. It would last a few weeks — oh my. If you think I’m restricted now! I couldn’t have my mid morning and mid afternoon walks.
They’ve put me on a diet, too. After I had my first X-rays, I was taking this really strong pain killer that upset my stomach if I didn’t eat first (I’m not really a big eater), so Alpha mom gave me some extra goodies in my food to make sure I ate it all up at one time. Yum. Then there was that cheese she used to take my mid-day pills. One time she gave me Brie!
Alpha Grandma boiled a chicken and added it to my food that first week. I love chicken! Boiled, fried, roasted, or walking around the yard; I’m not fussy. Alpha G was taking care of me while Alpha mom and pop when to that music camp. I understand that was a pretty big week for my Alpha mom. But I don’t know all the details.
I’m now off all the extra meds and I think I’m doing pretty well. Alpha mom worries that she’s not taking good care of me by not getting me this operation, but I tell her not to worry. I really don’t mind being out here on the lead. The chickens come right up to me now and I still get to jump them if they’re not quick enough.
And we have those great memories of bears.
I wonder if word will get out and they’ll come back. Hmmmm. I have a sneaky suspicion that Alpha mom would not mind that at all.
NOTE from Janet: Sasha is comfortable now, and could well be for many more months. But the nature of this injury is such that it will get worse no matter how quiet we keep her — even if she were a city dog, walked quietly on a leash only. The orthopedic veterinarian recommends we do the operation before these tears get too bad to repair — a few months, tops. But, for a number of reasons, I find myself quite ambivalent. There are strong pulls in both directions.
So, I’m thinking of starting a Kickstarter campaign. If we averaged $25 from 200 of my social media friends, we’d have $5,000, enough for us to schedule the operations and cover the difference. And perhaps we’d raise the full amount. What do you think? Would it work? Would you kick in? Would you have the operations if she were your dog?