And both of us are feeling the pain.
You can pretty much guess where his pain is. Mine is in my pocket book.
From the time he was a teenager, Trey has been his own worst enemy. He's torn gums, ripped nails, broken teeth, gotten quilled, and generally not listened when his body told him he'd had enough. I tell folk he has two speeds: asleep and "flat out".
His latest injury happened when he tore the pad on the back of his leg. I thought if I left it it would heal on its own. Kaitlyn convinced me otherwise. So here we are 30 hours, five stitches and $430 later, and poor Trey is feeling rather sorry for himself.
It clearly hurts and to add insult to injury, he has to wear a plastic bag on his leg when he goes outside. 'course it's almost seven in the evening and he's only been outside once today. (I'd kill for a bladder like that !)
What on Earth am I going to do when he starts feeling better and learns he's not allowed to RUN for 10 days ?!!
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BTW here is a link to a post from 2010 about the time Trey injured his mouth. It is amusing to see that my last sentence on that post involved me fretting about the vet's admonition that Trey not be allowed to play with toys for 10 days !
Here's a post from 2011 about what happened when I fed Trey a non-raw dog bone !
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Perhaps it's time to buy Trey pet insurance ?
