Sadie (our dog who now has higher medical bills than all 4 of my children combined) had been babying her back leg for a few weeks. It seemed to fluctuate, so I kept waiting, hoping it would go away. It didn't. I took her in expecting a broken bone or something (maybe from the bat Macy dropped on her leg!). Oh no, it was a torn ACL. The Vet (Orthopedic Specialist if you want to be specific) told me I had two choices: a $1200 surgery or a $2400 surgery. (John said their was a third choice but I stopped him before the cruel words left his heartless lips!) So yep, Little Miss Sadie got her surgery (the "cheap" one of course). I don't know what is more embarrassing: the fact that we paid this crazy amount for her surgery, or the fact that I got teary-eyed dropping her off!
Fluffy Buttermilk Pancakes
2 months ago
2 comments:
Oh,I hope the surgery went well. Is she home?
Mom
Do you know how much dog hair they probably swallow while they are sleeping?! jk. I love you and I actually really don't blame you. Good luck with the recovery. Love ya.
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