My precious pooch of fluffy white will go through surgery tomorrow morning to repair a torn meniscus and ACL in his left rear leg. Yes, this doodle dog of mine seems to be living with “Chronic Conditions.” Like me and others in my family. This will be his third surgery on two of his four fuzzy legs within the last three years. It will be followed by another eight weeks of rehab here at my home. When I asked the vet if I had any other possible options, there was only one. “You could put him down,” she said, adding “I don’t think you want to do that.”
Obviously the good doctor is right. No, I do not want to put my Doodle dog “down” simply because he had an accident with his leg. I am his mother in a way. Several years ago, when this four pound cream puff climbed into my lap, up my arm and licked my face…he stole my heart along the way. How can I put a price on that? No way….
So tomorrow at 8 am, Doodles will be dropped off at a little building of red brick and burnished stone with windows of bright light. There, he’ll silently sleep while the skill of a surgeon’s hands will repair his injured leg.
Doodles would like to thank everyone for their best wishes and prayers. No more pain, no more surgeries….ever. Please????