5/52 "I do my thing in action!"

Apologies to Schoolhouse Rock. I swear, that was probably the best teaching aid ever to come out of the seventies, hahaha. I can't remember my passwords half the time, but darn if I can't remember "Verb, that's what's happening!" and every other blasted tune. It's hilarious -- you'll start humming it and then everyone else around you starts up with the one they remember most. "Conjunction Junction, Mr. Morton, I'm Just A Bill..."

But yes, Verb, that's what's happening. To run, to bark, to laugh, to fly...

Thus I shall also give the status of Simon's toe! Vet was out this week and it's healing great. My fears were unfounded, thank goodness, the reason he was still a bit gimpy is that he had a wear spot from the tape that I thought was healed, but it was also between those nice soft little toes. Poor guy, but now we're just to taping the foot so that he doesn't accidentally catch it, and he's cleared for light exercise on the flat and on the grass. Which is good, because I'm about ready to go crazy and so was he. I took him up to the barn this week with me while I had my lesson and let him go for ten minutes on the backtrail -- mostly forgiving ground (aka mud and spongy duff, ugh.)

There's a short little distance on the gravel and that's where this was shot -- he was sniffing a really good sniff and realized I'd gone a little ahead of him. It looks faster than it was, hahah, he was just loping along. Amazing how out of shape he is in a short time, ugh. But that's fine, it meant he wasn't screaming along like a madman. :)

As for Caleb? Well, he didn't get to go with us because the two of them turn into roaring heathens when they're out there together.

So instead he got to romp around the backyard for a bit with the other crew. I love this shot, if for the grass and the cloud of steam coming out of his mouth.

Simon, on the other hand, tried to convince Matt that he should stop cleaning the house. His hints aren't subtle, that's for sure.

Owie, poor Simon...

Well, Simon hurt himself on Friday. We can't figure out how he did it -- and what's worse, we can't figure out what it is. Then again, the way he is, he could have hurt himself running around the yard, throwing his ball for himself.

Friday night he was having a hard time getting up - no yelping, nothing was sore or noticeable to the touch, but it looked like it was in both hind legs. I gave him some asprin and sent him to bed.

Saturday morning, it was even worse, and he was very stiff and favoring his left hind leg something awful, but also looked like he was going down in back. A call to the mobile vet, who was here within a half an hour.

A bunch of X-rays later and some doggie painkillers, he was feeling better Sunday, and today, he's back to bopping around with Caleb. (Hey, he gets the good stuff, Simon does.) However, the call from my vet tonight was frustrating, and he was frustrated too.

Now, he can't tell if he has a minorly calcified disk (or nothing at all it's so, so, so slight) a hip issue (which doesn't make much sense, considering he pre-limned fine) or if he's blown his cruciate... (argh, if he did, he probably did it running around with Caleb the week the ground was icy and hard as a rock.)

Or if he broke his toe - which is now my theory. His toe's all swollen up and he's holding it oddly. Which would be the best case out of all of these things. My vet's exact words were....

"I have no idea, but man, Corgis are weirdly shaped with those little dense bones. It doesn't help with diagnosis that they're very stoic and tough."

I'm wondering if that could cause all of his issues, if he crunched his toe pushing off the deck playing with his ball, or bent his leg under himself. :/ So, off the X-rays go to the specialist, and then we'll go from there. On a high note, he's putting weight on the leg and seems cheery as heck again.

Argh, dogs.

However, here, have a happy photo to finish off this post! :D



Throw it! Woo! Throw it! :D