#2249 CeeCee

Status:   Adopted

Status: Adopted
Type: Sable and White
Gender: Female
Spayed/Neutered: Yes
Good with other dogs: Yes
Good with cats: Yes
Housebroken: Yes
Foster Location: Bowlus, MN
Adoption requirements:
Available for adoption with an application & home visit. Don't hesitate to complete our adoption application form
Adoption Fee: Click here for fee
What I did on my summer vacation 2011: During the first week of April Mom was outside doing some staining for the deck posts. My sister, brother and I were all out running around when I stepped in a gopher hole and hurt my leg. Mom saw me limping and thought it was a hip injury, so she bundled me into the car and off to the Vet we went.

Unfortunately it was a break right by the joint, so they splinted it and gave me pain meds. Mom thinks the pain meds were a little too good, because I was using the leg. This caused the splint to twist and it rubbed off my flesh to the bone in an area about 1.5 inches wide. After that I didn't have a splint and Mom or Dad had to change my bandages twice a day. They are keeping some supplier on eBay quite happy with their crate-sized purchases of Vet Wrap and non-stick gauze!

After about 3 weeks the sore healed, but by this time the tendon pulled my leg up high. That required surgery YUCK! The first surgery involved inserting a steel rod and pins and I had to be crated after that DOUBLE YUCK! Well, I gotta get my exercise somehow, even in a crate, and after a week, the rod broke. Mom thinks the rod was faulty, as she can't figure out how a dog that is crated 24/7 could do that. I'll never tell!

The Vet gave Mom and Dad the option of amputating my leg with a recovery time of one week, or another surgery where I would have a steel plate inserted. They opted for the steel plate, but had to wait for it to be special ordered. That took about 3 weeks, so I had that surgery in mid-July.

After about 3 weeks in that stinking crate, Mom heard me getting antsy. She checked on me and thought I looked ok, sleeping on my back as I always do. In the morning Mom came to take me out of the crate and I growled at her, very uncharacteristically, I might add. So we set out for the vet's office again. I had broken my leg again, this time right above the steel plate. The surgeon said it was probably God's way of making sure I didn't use that leg until it heals.

I have had to go back to the Vet lots of times lately, but today's appt went well. I got more x-rays, and my leg is healing. I also have to take a calcium supplement every other day to help with the healing process.

I am not allowed to engage in any activity until possibly the end of October. Everyone is getting fat because Mom and Dad have to take turns staying with me in the house while the other two dogs get to play outside.

It's been a long haul, but Mom says I am a real trooper. I think she is going to have to start scrubbing floors at the vet clinic to help pay for my Vet's bill! We do have insurance that covered my first surgery, but when Mom submitted the bill for the second surgery they said they had all ready paid for that "incident" which I think sucks. She did submit another claim for the 2nd break, so I hope they cover a little of that so Mom can stay home and pamper me in the way to which I have grown accustomed. We also were able to get the Nick of Time Grant from MWCR, so that was a huge help.

Well, that's the fun thing I have been doing during my summer vacation. Now I just have to lie on my back, legs in the air, and suffer while I am being waited on paw and foot!