Get Well Soon, Callie!

Well, poor Callie had knee surgery (TPLO to be exact) on Friday, so my mom and I have been consumed with taking good care of her. I always knew Callie had bad knees since she couldn't run with me, but I had never heard of surgery until my mom broke the news to us on Wednesday. My mom took her on Friday morning, and I was really sad...I know my mom was as well, and she was also very worried. However, we got the good news around lunchtime that Callie had done well, and the surgeon was pleased with what he was able to do for her.

Callie came home on Saturday, and my mom says she will have to stay in her crate for 4 weeks. BIG BUMMER. However, if all goes well, then after 4 weeks, she can gradually ease into physical activity again, and hopefully after 8 weeks, she can resume her normal life. Mom and I slept on an air mattress next to her crate the first night. We were going to do that again last night, but it now has a hole in it (I swear I didn't do it!), so we opted for the couch last night.

I have tried to be a really good boy...I don't agitate her...just sit quietly by her kennel. My mom says I have to go into my kennel sometimes, so she can focus on Callie...feeding her, icing her knee down, and just spending time with her. Callie was sporting a bright yellow bandage, but she had that removed today, so the incision can heal. She does have to wear this large plastic collar, so she won't lick her wound or pull her stitches out. She looks kind of funny, but I also feel really sorry for her because I know she doesn't like it. Anyway, I hope she heals fast and ask that all of you send her good wishes. My mom says this is not going to be easy, but the end result will be worth it.

The Walk is rapidly approaching, and I will post about that in a few days. Right now, my mom wants to walk me around the block before it gets dark. We've had a couple of long nights, so I think she is hoping Callie and I will go to bed early, so she can, too.

Baxter (woof woof!)