As I indicated in my comments to another post, I’ve been neglecting this blog this past week because of an injured pooch. This is Corbie J, shown here with Jo at a trip to the rose garden few weeks ago:
He’s our mixed breed foundling, rescued from the mean streets of Philadelphia (PA, where we used to live) a couple of years before we made the big move out west. He’s sweet, kind of crazy and hyper, and all around The Best Dog Ever.
He woke up screaming in pain on Wednesday morning, unable to bend his head down, and favoring his right front leg. Jo thought she had kicked him in her sleep, so for the first couple of days we assumed it was likely a sprain or a pulled muscle. Yet there were signs that, in retospect, should have clued us in that it was something more serious than that, especially his inability to bend his neck and his restlessness. At times he would stand up and just stand there shaking, unable to decide how or whether to move next, and this was truly horrible to watch.
I stayed home with home on Wednesday, since that’s a half day for me at work anyway over the summer, and then Jo stayed home Thursday and Friday. On Friday, the mobile vet came to see him (with his weird pain symptoms, we wouldn’t have dared to try to transport him to the vet’s office, even if we had a car), and pronounced the verdict: a slipped disk in his neck.
This is apparently something dogs with his body type (low, elongated, Dachshund-esque) are prone towards, regardless of age, and even if he recovers fully this time, it may well recur. And it’s fairly serious. He’s on Prednisone to reduce the swelling, but as it goes down and he starts to feel better (which is already happening) there is a chance that he’ll get too active, the disk will slip further, and he’ll paralyze himself. For this reason, we have our hyper, active little dog in a cage. IF the medicine doesn’t alleviate the problem, he will need surgery–which isn’t likely, since he’s obviously already feeling MUCH better. However, even if the medicine IS effective, he will need to be kept relatively inactive for about 4-6 weeks, or until the vet says it’s okay for him to resume his normal level of activity. Needless to say, he is going to hate this, and is already emo dog, looking extremely sad about being locked up.
We’re staying in the room with him (we have the cage in the bedroom, with the cats banned, to cut down on the level of activity around him) as much as possible this weekend because he prefers that, and I will be calling out tomorrow to stay with him since it will be his first day or reduced medication, but after that he’s going to have to adjust to being along for long periods of time in a cage. Which breaks my heart, but we’ll do whatever needs to be done to get him well again.
I’ll be resuming active posting here this week, but in the meantime I’d likely to direct you all to my partner’s blog, where she’s just posted an insightful, thought-provoking essay on the value of pagan modesty, and how her thoughts on the subject play into her choice to wear a head covering.
I also picked up my new flyer yesterday (pictures soon), have been spinning some Shetland at a fine diameter not previously possible with my wheel, and am probably going to ply and finish a few more skeins in the next couple of days, as well as start working on my Jacob fleece again. (I also picked up a copy of this book, which I am devouring). In the meantime, here’s a look at the elderberry yarns:
From left to right: natural Merino overdyed with elderberry, cream-colored Corriedale cross, and overdyed grey Shetland. The color here is much more subtle than with the madder, especially on the colored wool, but I like the pale Champagne color on the cream colored yarn and the soft gold tones on the other two.