My Baby

Now I know you all want to hear about my actual baby, but I still don't have one of those, so I'm going to post about the baby I have now:

my dog.

I have a pretty unhealthy relationship with my dog. When I moved to Paonia, he was my only friend, and all day long it was just me and Toby. I am very very attached to this dog.

And this morning he was hit by a car.

He's going to be fine, but for about 10 minutes I was a WRECK. I didn't see it happen; I just heard a series of very loud yelps and went outside to find him coming into our yard from the street, hopping around on his back legs and chest with his front legs folded under his body. I thought he'd broken his legs. I thought he had been run over. I thought my dog was dying. So I screamed and ran after him and got him into the car. I sobbed my way over to the vet, and then Toby walked in just fine (with a limp). The vet looked him over and listened to his lungs and determined that Toby ran head first into the passing car, and the head trauma caused disorientation, which was why he initially wasn't using his legs. So he's bleeding from the side of his mouth and 2 spots on his front leg, and he'll have a very bad headache for a while, but other than that the vet thinks he'll be fine. We just have to watch him and make sure his behavior stays normal. And he has to wear a huge cone to keep from licking his wounds.


He looks miserable, doesn't he?

The wound here at the bottom is pretty bad, but I didn't want to move him to get a good picture of it.


My poor baby.