A little history on our boy
Well our dear sweet 6 month old puppy Ryder was hit by a car and of course the stupid idiot that hit him didn’t even stop so we were unaware that the accident even happened. He came in the house and right upstairs into the kitchen to eat his food as if nothing happened and it wasn’t until my daughter screamed that he was bleeding that we ever knew anything was wrong. I turned around from cooking dinner to see my boy standing there bleeding ALOT and I then noticed the would and oh my it was not pretty. I will simply say I saw way more of the inside the inside of his leg then I should have. It was around 9pm so we were having a bit of a problem finding a place we could take him to get examined. Luckily a wonderful friend found and even called a place for us to take him and even drove us there so I could sit in the back with my boy. Now under the circumstances you would think oh my this poor dog must be in so much pain at least that’s what was going through my mind….I was amazingly wrong. We are at the emergency hospital with him and we couldn’t figure out how to get him out of the vehicle onto the stretcher since he had his back to the door and with it being his front paw it wasn’t as if I could scootch him back. Well Ryder sat up looked at me and scooted himself onto the stretcher and simply looked at me like hello that wasn’t so hard now was it. Well he immediately won over the hearts of all the ladies there and of course was giving out several kisses. So the doc examined him and I hear the dreaded words amputation I immediately start to cry for fear my poor boy is just going to be miserable. They wrap him up give him antibiotic and some pain meds so he can go home until the morning when the regular vet can see him and preform the surgery. Out comes Ryder all on his own already walking one three legs and the doc said the whole time he just sat there wagging his tail giving them kisses and letting her examine him. If it weren’t for the bright orange camouflage bandage on his leg you would not know anything was wrong with my baby boy. Any doubts or concerns I may have had were whipped away the minute I saw my boy walking down the hallway towards me. To think he had been through so much and still didn’t have a care in the world and somehow just knew it would all be alright. I am happy to say the next morning Ryder went to the vet and had his surgery and so now starts a new chapter in his life as a tripawd.