Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Cat food, sassy giraffes and a stolen hot dog costume: Surgery round 2!

Hi everybody! Thanks for checking back in.  It’s been almost three weeks since my second surgery, and I’m feeling more and more like myself every day.  It was tough at first, because I was so used to my strong leg being my weak leg, but I adjusted quickly. 

My mom and dad were worried about me the morning after my surgery though, because they woke up to a lot of bruising around my knee and incision.  My dad snapped this picture on his phone and immediately sent it to the vet.   But he told us not to worry, that this kind of bruising is perfectly normal.  Whew!

As usual, and to my annoyance, my parents have been following Dr. Bertoy’s rehab instructions VERY strictly.  This of course means ice, heat and range of motion exercises.  Boo!  The upside?  I get to eat cat food for dessert.  I think they’re trying to trick me by hiding something inside each bite, but it’s so good I don’t care. 

Here’s one of me getting a hot pack from my mom.  This one actually feels good, but I don’t want her to know that, so I’m giving her the “stank eye.”

And this one is my dad icing my leg.  I’m using by cousin Harper’s play mat as my pillow.  It’s so soft!   I’m not sure about that giraffe though…he keeps looking at me funny…

We also went to the doctor a week after my surgery, and guess what? They said I’m doing great!  No shock to me, of course.  I’d have been chasing my cousins at the dog park by now if they’d just let me run already! 

I’m up to 20-minute walks twice a day, and am putting lots and lots of weight on my left leg, which my mom says is a good thing, even though it’s stiff sometimes.  I’m even feeling good enough to try an jump on the furniture—but, of course, my mom always catches me in my “pre-jump stance” before I can actually do it.  Boo again.

I did have a rough time this past weekend though—but not because of my leg.  My dad wasn’t feeling well, so my mom had to take care of him, which, of course, meant I wasn’t the center of attention.  But he’s okay now, which means it’s back to me, me, me!  Yippee!

Thanks again for visiting.  And thanks to the Boxer Rescue Foundation and everyone from the Boxer Mailing List who donated to make my surgeries possible and stay with my family.  My mom kisses me every morning and tells me I’m a miracle.  Oh, and by the way, she’s going to do a “guest blog” soon, so stay tuned! 

P.S. I didn’t have to dress up as a hot dog for Halloween because some lady at Target took the last one off the rack as my mom was rounding the costume aisle.  God bless that woman.  


  1. We're please you're doing so well, Junior. Hugs and kisses from one of your BML fans.

  2. Hugs and kisses, Junior. You are coming along great and will be running around in no time.

  3. Your cousins can't wait to chase YOU at the dog park! You are so lucky to have such a great mom and dad. They sure love your crazy butt and so do we!

  4. We are so happy for you, Jr. We also think you have fabulous parents:):):):)