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September 22, 2005

Phone Sex Called On Account Of Pet

We call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words. ~ Anna Sewell

I will not be taking phone sex calls for the next 10 days or so. Please mark your calendars, kiddos. If you've sent in a request for a new appointment, bear with me, I'll be responding as soon as I have an opportunity to figure out when my next available appointments will be. If you're a regular and you haven't been able to get an answer, please bear with me as well.

If you've just sent regular email, I can't honestly say when I'll be answering that, either.

In light of the fact that Texas and Louisiana are going to get smacked to holy hell by a hurricane the size of...well, Texas, I'm not going to bitch and moan too much, but if you care to know why I'm on phone sex slut hiatus, feel free to read after the cut.

Some time ago, my very precious, very spoiled pup started limping. Having owned dogs my entire life, I wasn't worried. Dogs limp all the time for many reasons. Generally it works itself out.

Only he kept limping. So, after probing where it hurt and observing that he was only limping part of the time, I figured it was a minor pull. So I let some more time go by.

And he kept limping. The confusing point was that he didn't exhibit any real pain. No whimpering. No loss of appetite. No change in behavior. A dog in pain usually finds a way to let you know. There wasn't anything but the off and on limp.

I finally caved and took him into the vet. Although it really seemed like his injury wasn't very serious (he was only limping half the time and was fine otherwise).

Patellar Luxation is the dislocation of the patella (kneecap) where the kneecap dislocates toward the inside or outside of the leg, or may move freely back and forth. The last version (back and forth) is the worst. That's what my boy had. Which meant he had been in quite a bit of pain, even if the stoic little soldier wasn't showing it.

There were a couple things to take care of before the operation, but he finally had his surgery on Wednesday the 21st. The poor little guy is so pathetic. His rear is completely shaved (he's bright pink wherever there is no fur) and his right rear leg is completely mummified with bandages and tape (as well as swathed in cellophane to keep it dry in case of accidents). He's also on a regimen of drugs -- all of which must be taken with food. Metacam, Torbutrol, Baytril, and he's got to take Glucosamine pills that are bigger than him.

If he was stoic before, he's very verbal about his pain and confusion now. I've had about 5 hours sleep in the last 48 hours. It isn't a big deal compared to facing a hurricane bearing down on you, but it's enough to make me unable to get into the mood. Plus I can't imagine there are many phone sex clients out there who would accept the whimpering sounds of a small dog in pain as a turn on.

So this phone sex slut is out of commission with her trusty pup for about ten days until the bandages come off and the healing begins. Hopefully by then I'll be able to catch up on my sleep.

Phone Sex by Doxy at 11:53 PM | permalink | talkback (2)


Much love to the boy, but you know, I truly wish you can a decent camera so you could post his picture in all his pathos. I wanna see. There's nothing quite as sadly silly as a shaved pooch.

(Jokes about shaved kitties saved up for when you've had a lot more sleep...)

Posted by: Karl Elvis MacRae [TypeKey Profile Page] at September 23, 2005 03:55 PM

Sorry to hear about your pooch. It's always stressful when an animal is sick because you can't explain what's happening like you can with a child. Here's to a speedy recovery!

Posted by: Vixen [TypeKey Profile Page] at September 26, 2005 10:21 PM

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