This weekend started out rough. Winefest on Friday night was a good time. We got to try out lots of new wines and have a couple new ones to pick up the next time we are at the grocery store. I love that there are a lot of local wines available to try.
Saturday morning, the weekend took a horrible turn. We woke up to the sound of our poor Buddy yelping in pain because he had fallen off the bed. We were out of bed and out the door to the vet hospital in about 20 minutes. The feeling of helplessness made me so sick. I couldn’t stand seeing our Buddy in pain. He also wasn’t thrilled about being the car and I think he was confused as to where we were going and what we were doing. We got him in and they did x-rays. By the time we got him to the vet he was actually walking a little better. We thought for sure he had broken his leg or something. When we first fell, he tried to walk and his leg buckled under him. The vet said the only thing to be worried about on the x-ray was the vertebrae that looks like the disc between was missing. Because we adopted Buddy not knowing his complete background, they couldn’t say if that was a fusion he had earlier in life or what was going on. They scheduled us in for a consult with the orthopedic surgeon, yes, they have orthopedic doctors for dogs, at 9:00 that morning, so we had a couple of hours to find something to do. We left Buddy with them even though we wanted him with us, but they told us he was resting already, so we didn’t want to jostle him around too much.
We really liked the orthopedic doctor and I think he really helped calm our nerves. He said because Buddy was up running and jumping up until his fall, he really wasn’t convinced it was anything dealing with the disc. He gave us some pain meds and told us to keep him low impact for the next 7-10 days and see how he was doing. If he was doing fine in a week, all would be ok. If not, we could reconvene. We took our doggie home and let him rest. He was NOT happy when we tried to give him the pain medicine, but soon he was resting in happy land. Saturday night he about gave me a heart-attack when he took off down the stairs at my parents house. Sunday morning was another test to see how he was doing. We let him outside to move around a bit and he seemed to be trotting around the yard just fine. He even had his tail up and wagging, which we were happy to see. He was back to playing with his toys last night and once again gave me a heart attack when he jumped up on the couch last night. Fingers crossed that we all lucked out on this one and he was badly bruised and will shake this one off. We have only had Buddy for 4 months now, but we can’t imagine life without him. We did learn a couple of valuable lessons though: no more sleeping on the bed for Buddy, and Beagles are prone to disc issues.
Sunday, while keeping a close eye on Buddy, we did make some progress on the path. We got some of the rock base put down. We are putting rock down and then will add a layer of sand before putting down the pavers for the path. I had to clear all this up with Andrew because he is the one with the plan on this one. I thought he was just making me move rock from one spot in the yard to the next just for the fun of it. I was happy that along with the purchase of the house came a crap ton of ugly lava rock, which is being using for the base of the path. Thank you ugly lava rock for having a use and keeping us from spending more money on this project! This project, however, is starting to feel like the project that will never end. I don’t even think at this point I have an estimated end date for this thing… by the end of the summer? All I know is right now, we can't really use the side gate and there is a huge hole/trench in the yard.
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