Elbow dysplasia 1 – Woody 2
I vowed to use our blog and social channels to be transparent and to highlight our ups and downs so I would be a hypocrite if I just used them to shout about the absolutely insane things that have happened this past year but not the bad days too.
Since May 2018, there have been very little lows and in fact, things have been wonderful. So, what have we been up to?
- We’ve been on holiday with friends
- We’ve travelled a huge chunk of Scotland
- We filmed with The Kennel Club (twice) for their Discover Dogs promo video and went along to the event last year
- We got invited to Crufts with Woody. That’s where we met Noel Fitzpatrick (still one of the best days)
- We’ve worked with brands I would have never have dreamed of
- We’ve spaced hydro out to over 3 weeks because Woody was doing so well
- And more recently, Woody became the Midlands Canine Critic beating over 52,000 other dogs to the title.
But just last night, our highs came crashing down to one big fat reality check. Woody went on his normal day – a walk in the morning before we go to work and resting for the rest of the day. He was fine when Alex got home, his usual playful self. But 10 mins before I got home, Alex mentioned that he started limping. He checked his paws to make sure he didn’t have anything stuck in his paw pads and checked his limbs and over and Woody didn’t flinch.
When I got home from work, instead of being greeted by my happy boy running over to me. He hobbled over and it broke my heart all over again. Since doing hydro, we’ve learnt different exercises which we do regularly and we also learnt how to properly massage Woody’s legs and back to help the blood flow around and help minimum any muscles spasms he may have of he is overcompensating because of his legs. I massaged his front legs which he let me do but the limp didn’t subside, in fact, it’s the worst limp I have ever seen him have.
Since his operation, we’ve had a bottle of Metacam in the house. It’s always been there ‘just in case’ and it comes with us wherever we go. It’s the unwritten rule that Alex and I have. Any night stay or holiday or even potentially strenuous day out, the Metacam comes with us in the hopes we never use it but it’s there if we need to. Up until last night, we have never had to use it.
Recently, Woody has stated sleeping upstairs with us but last night we didn’t want him to climb the stairs. I struggled to get to sleep (which for me is so unusual) because he wasn’t lying on the floor next to me and I couldn’t hear him dreaming away.
This morning, the limp seems to have subsided a little so I’m hopeful the rest is working and that the Metacam has kicked in. I gave him another dose this morning along with breakfast so maybe with a whole day of resting around the house, he will start to be back to his normal self. Although he has already tried to dig the garden this morning so I guess he’s already halfway there!
Most days I’m able to brush it to the back of my mind. Although when he is playing with friends I’m anxiously watching to make sure he isn’t limping. I’m so paranoid that Woody not only had one activity monitor tracker but two so we can work to his limits. Yesterday was a reminder for us never to take the good days for granted.
We promised to make Woody an athlete (specialists orders), and I think we’ve done a bloody good job in doing so. He keeps up with his friends when they are playing now, he doesn’t tire quickly at all and once we’ve done a relatively big walk, he could still go on for more.
I hope with every ounce of my being that this is just a bump in the road and we will carry on the high road to happiness soon because he deserves it.