Annie, the wonder beagle (a.k.a. "queen of the cul-de-sac") has a pretty predictable morning routine. She gets up with Bethany who takes her outside to do her business and then feeds her. Afterward, she races thru the house either chasing a toy or looking for a safe place to hide a toy. And then she runs upstairs, jumps into our bed, and crashes for the rest of the morning. She's 10 1/2 years old and this has been her routine for many years. This morning she finished breakfast, grabbed a squeaky toy ball, and raced across the hardwood in the kitchen and into the living room where she promptly yelped twice. And then, nothing. I called her, but (as usual) she didn't come to me. When I went downstairs to check on her, she was standing in the living room with her front left paw in the air, motionless. I scooped her up, took her upstairs, and set her down to see if she could walk. She walked, but she was clearly in pain and limped badly. Off to the vet once again...her home away from home...where we found out she'd wrenched her shoulder. The vet gave her an anti-inflammatory injection and some pain pills and asked us to keep her fairly quiet for about 5 or 6 days...even after she feels better. So for the next few days she'll be on "puppy prozac" and pain pills. She has a port-a-crib to sleep in at night (no laughing!) and we'll do our best to keep her sedated during the day. Amy and I had a few errands to run this morning, so she spent a few hours at "doggie day care" with my mom & dad. When we got there to pick her up the medication had kicked in and she was quite wasted...could barely pick her head up to say hi. I could get used to this! And did I mention the vet's office said they'd name a wing after Annie when they remodel the next time?
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