
So the next morning I took her to the animal hospital, first thing. Sure enough, it's broken. Right at the elbow. They put a splint on her, and wrapped it in bright pink medical whatever. If she was a 7-year-old girl, it'd be perfect for her friends to sign with lots of flowers and hearts and all. But she's a dog, so she doesn't care. All she knows is, there's something on her leg that makes it non-bendy and longer than any of the others. But within a few hours she'd figured out how to scamper around on three legs, with the fourth doing some sort of windmilly action alongside.
Unfortunately, the way the bone is broken, it's not going to heal properly on its own, which would lead to arthritis and other nasty stuff as she gets older. So tomorrow, I've got to take her in for surgery, to get it set properly. Don't know yet if that means pins or what.
Poor little unsuspecting puppy.
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Poor Buffy :(
Glad to hear she is doing better.
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