The Tripawd Times of Nova the Great Dane

Oh man, right now I am just howling in agony.  Mom rushed out of here earlier this morning with my sissy Emmy, and now Emmy is not here and I am VERY unhappy about it.  She is my seeing eye dog, my buddy, my pal, and she’s NOT HERE!   AARWWWWRRROOOOOO!

A couple of hours ago Mom called Emmy into the kitchen for her pills.  Emmy, being the pig that she is, usually jumps right up at the sound of the pill bottle because pills mean cheese, and Emmy loves cheese.  But instead of running to the kitchen Mom heard a big THUD, and came into the hallway to see find Emmy sprawled on the hardwood floor staring up at her.  Emmy just wouldn’t get up, even as Mom dangled a piece of cheese a few feet away from her.  Mom tried and tried to get Emmy to stand, and finally got her to, but her back end was all wobbly and she kept falling on her way out the door.

Mom got all panicky and called the vet and said they were on their way in.  WHAAA???  With her superhuman strength she was able to load Emmy’s fat butt into the car, but Dad took the van today so Mom had to put her in the back seat of the Honda so it’s a miracle Mom got her in there. By the time I made it to the door the car was gone.

Now, Mom just came back from the vet without Emmy.  I was NOT happy about that, and I have done my best to voice my opinion loud and clear.  I heard Mom on the phone with Dad saying that Dr. Stewart was going to sedate Emmy and do some x-rays and call her in a couple of hours.  At first Mom thought it was Emmy’s entire back end that wasn’t working, then maybe just her hip, but the exam at the vet narrowed things down to her left back knee, which kept making an awful pop.  Emmy did not cry at all when they moved her leg, she just was unable to put any weight on it whatsoever. At this point no one has a clue what happened.  Just a few hours ago we were outside together and eating our breakfast and Emmy was just fine.

So I ask all of my Tripawd pals to think pawsitive thoughts this afternoon and send some prayers our way.  I don’t know what’s wrong with my sissy, but I hope it is something they can fix because I can’t imagine my life without my best friend.  I am trying not to be sad and howl, but you know me, I am a very VERBAL drama queen.  Mom is trying to comfort me right now, and says everything will be ok, but I just want Emmy back ASAP.