Starting Over


After my walk. So tired.

Hey, hey. Zoey here. Mommy is outside with Dakota. She has been walking us separately sometimes so she can focus on strengthening my leg. I needed a few minutes to recuperate. Luckily my front paws work fine, so I can type.

Thank you for your concern. Mommy has been telling me that everyone is asking how I’m doing. Right now we are working on getting me to put my leg down when I walk. It’s not easy slowing down. I am a fast mover. I like to get from here to there in a flash. It’s very hard for me to have to slow down and not be the dog I once was.

When we walk, Mommy reminds me to put my paw down. I do. It hurts and feels wobbly,  but I think I’m getting stronger. Plus it’s wonderful being out in the fresh air. I admit, I’ve been a little depressed. It’s easier to lay in the dark under my daddy’s desk and bemoan the fact that I’m lame. There I said it. I don’t know if my leg will ever be the way it once was and that makes me sad. Mommy makes me comes sit with her in the sunshine.

Dakota can run around and be his same carefree, goofy self. I’m happy for him. He still wants to wrestle and we did a little in the house yesterday, which was wonderful. Dakota gets that I want to be treated normally. I don’t want him to think, “Oh, I can’t play with Zoey anymore, because she can’t run.” He knocks into me and bites my ear whenever he feels like it. I appreciate that.

Mommy rubs my leg every night and stretches it. I do love the attention. I have to do the work, in order to get better. It’s a long road, but with everyone’s support, I know I will get stronger.

Zoey out!

Oh Snap!

Dr. McNaughton testing my leg

Hi! Stephen’s home, and I am so happy to see him. He picked me up and put me in the car this morning for Mommy to take me to my checkup at the vet. 

Now Mommy left to go take care of some business, so Stephen, Dakota and I are chilling.  Here’s the news. 

I tore my ACL. Yup! Just like my Momma. The swelling has gone down quite a bit. It doesn’t hurt too much when I put it down, but it feels weak. 

Doc gave us some options, so I’m relaxing in the sun pondering. 

1. Wear a brace. Not all dogs like this, but it would keep my leg stable. 

2.  Do nothing. Let it heal and do my thing. I have a higher risk of tearing my meniscus, the other knee, and getting arthritis. 

3.  Tight Rope ACL surgery. It was interesting listening to Doc talk about it. It’s like bionic string replacing my knee part that is broken. 

4.  Tibial Plateau Leveling Osteotomy (TPLO). A plate is put on my bone and it changes the mechanics of the knee. Healing with this surgery is quicker. 

Any thoughts out there from my four-legged pals and their parents? I may need to do a kissing booth to raise some funds!!

Zoey limping out!

Oh Man, my ACL!

Hi. Mommy and Daddy are back from their trip to Miami. Mommy left to restock our food supply.  Dakota and I had a wonderful time with Marisa watching us. 

I don’t really know what happened, but when she let us out one more time, I slipped and suddenly I couldn’t walk. It hurt so much. Luckily I have three other legs and was able to get back inside.  Marisa was very concerned. 

Marisa and her friend carried me upstairs. Even Dakota was nice and didn’t run me over. I wasn’t any better the next day, so Mommy called the vet. She has often said that it takes a village to raise a child, and I think she now extended that phrase to her dogs. 

Aunt Colleen came and got me, and just because he’s that kind of guy, our neighbor, Chris, went too. I missed Marisa, but know she had to work. She took good care of me. 

Thank goodness Dr. McNaughton was there! He was so loving and patient. I may have strained or tore my ACL. That’s on my knee. It was so swollen, he gave me medicine to help it. So I need to wait and see what happens. 

Uncle Jason and Uncle Scott watched me over the weekend. They made sure I didn’t run around. 

They were wonderful, but I really couldn’t wait for my Mommy to come home. 

Monday morning Lauren and Owen came over to check on me. 

That made me very happy!

What made me even happier was when my parents came home. I let Dakota go first, because let’s face it–he’ll plow me over when I have four legs!

Mommy hugged me and petted me and rubbed my leg. 

So now I’m waiting. I want to run around and go for a walk, but I can’t. I miss it, and hope I will be all right. Please send me some cheer and well wishes.  We know the power of good thoughts. 

Thank you to everyone who took care of me when I needed it most!❤️