If you read our blog post from Friday, July 8, 2016 OMG! Glad We Weren't...On the Road..., you know what happened to our Annie.
We left Brent & Ashley's on Sunday, July 10th. We were checking her wound every night when we stopped. On Wednesday, July 13th we noticed a couple of stitches had come out. We didn't think too much of it. We put some Neosporin on it, a huge bandaid then wrapped gauze around it then put her T-shirt back on.
When we checked it on Thursday, July 14th a couple more stitches had come out. Again with the Neosporin, bandaid and gauze.
We arrived at our campground on Friday, July 15th in Cortez, CO. We were busy setting up and we were sooooo tired. Annie's wound didn't get checked until Saturday morning. It looked like most of the stitches had come out but it didn't seem to bother her. We wrapped it again. We called all the vets in the area, none were open until Monday, July 18th. We figured we'd just keep an eye on it then take her Monday to see a vet.
On Sunday when we checked it, it was completely open. You could see the muscle! We found an emergency vet in Durango that was open. We all loaded in the truck at 9:30 am and headed to Durango, about an hour east of us.
We got to the vets office around 10:30 am. They looked at it. Dr. Randy said they would have to do surgery...again. There may be some infection also. Shit! And we thought we were taking good care of her. Shit! He said it would be a couple of hours before we could take her home. Poor Annie.
We drove around a while, went to lunch (at Ska Brewery-more about this in another blog post)
We got a call around 2 pm. Annie was out of surgery, it went well. She was in recovery. We could pick her up around 4 pm. This was beginning to be a very long day! We asked if we could come see her. They said she was still sleeping and wouldn't even know we were there. Ok we said.
About 20 minutes later my phone rings. It's the vets office. Annie woke up. We could come get her as she would probably be happier with us. (We figured when she woke up, she WOKE UP! She was probably barking and wouldn't stop).
We raced to the vets office. We could hear her in the back. Tori was ready to head back there.
They brought her out. Poor thing, she looked pitiful but was full of energy! Oh...and she gets to wear "The Cone of Shame".
They wanted to see her on Wednesday, July 20th at 7:45 am. We thought they said they were going to check her and take her bandage off.
She did pretty good with the cone of shame. She got to take it off to eat and when she went out to pee and other stuff. She caught on pretty quick when she got it off. She wanted to go out a lot more than normal, that's for sure. It was the least we could do for poor Annie. Tori didn't know what to think. Alley cat was puzzled. How would she be able to play with her buddy. Believe me, they figured it out!
Anyway, we got to the vets office on Wednesday and had to leave her for about an hour. We were excited for her to have her bandage off!
We got a call that we could pick her up about 9 am.
They brought her out when we got there. To our dismay, she had another bandage on. This one was red instead of blue.
We were kind of disappointed but Dr. Randy explained that with her being a puppy it was best if they kept it bandaged for a couple weeks. We understood.
They wanted to see her Sunday, July 24th and then again on Thursday and again on Monday or Tuesday.
We were only going to stay in Cortez until Friday, July 29th. We looked around Durango for campgrounds. We found one we could get into for a week starting August 1. We made reservations at Alpen Rose RV Park in Durango (Will tell you why we chose this campground in another blog post). Came back to Cortez and extended our stay here until August 1.
Hopefully Annie will recover nicely and this will all be behind us.
We've said many times...this is the most expensive dog we have every owned! The nurse said Annie needs to get a job. Well...show dog is out of the questions now.
Life happens! So we decided to make lemonade. We had a plan...to retire, travel and live full time in a 5th wheel toy hauler with our 2 golden retrievers and the cat. That plan was to take place in 2018. As life would have it we jumped in 3 years early, in 2015. Add your email address below to stay updated on our Great American Adventure!
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When our dobbie wore one in Canada it was called a "Queen Anne's collar", much nicer that cone of shame.
ReplyDeleteThat's a much nicer name for it. It sounds like something very regal!
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