Recently my dog Pebbles was some how injured. It was really late one night while I was waiting for Brad to get home from work, and I went to let her outside and heard her whimper. I looked at her and she was holding up her right hind leg.
I started crying right away because I had no idea what was wrong with her. And if you knew me, you’d know that Pebbles means the world to me. In my eyes she is not a dog, she is a part of my family. Everyday Pebbles is right behind me, where ever I go, she is there. Pebble is my shadow, and even my helper at times. The boys rely on her to take them potty lol. Bradley and Parker are both afraid to go by themselves, so they will call Pebbles to escort them. Pebble is just a “one of a kind” dog. She doesn’t need a leash, and she listens to any command I give her. Before I met Brad, and had my kids, Pebbles and I would spend the day at the lake while she went swimming, or at the dog pool in Dillsburg. Or I’d take her to the dog park, which was an hour drive, but she loved it. Pebbles was my 1st child. I love this dog more then I can tell you.
On May 26th, memorial day actually, my 1st dog Buddy died, he was 12 years old. I was beyond devastated, and still am. Buddy died a horrible death in my arms. I didn’t have him put to sleep, and did not expect he was going to die. I really didn’t believe it. Then I went outside with him since we had just put him out to go potty. I found Buddy laying on our porch struggling to breath. I knew we wouldn’t make it to the vet (which was a 20 min drive), so I held him in my arms while he died. I can not get over losing Buddy, the wounds have heeled but the scars are forever. Now I feel like I am going to have to face this again with Pebbles. I am a mess over this.
Pebble was at the vet this past week for her leg (when she first hurt herself). The vet first thought she had a torn ligament and would need surgery. Then they said that they thought it was just a pulled muscle. The vet did do x-rays on Pebbles leg to rule out anything being broke, and they must be able to see the ligaments? I say this because they said they had good news and didn’t see anything broken or torn.
But anyway, it looks like I will be taking her back to the vet again. This past year we have probably spent 2,000 in vet bills. I have my credit cards maxed out from vet bills. And when I rescued Shelly Grace from Animal Rescue Inc. helped me with her vet bills. Thank god for Grace, I think Shelly would have died with out her help. Just anyone who reads this pray for my Pebbles. Pebbles means the world to me as I have said time and time again. I hope she doesn’t need surgery, and she has a long life still ahead of her. I am really starting to see her age coming out, it scares me.
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