My Dog is a hurt boy

We snuck out of the house this morning to get a run in without the dog.  you see, he has been a bit limpy ever since our New Years snow shoe but it seemed to be just a little thing that once he got moving went away.

He was getting better and there seemed to be no limp at all as we journeyed to California for memorial service for Erin's Grandma.  We left him with our wonderful cousins that watch him more often than they should because we leave out of town too much and they are too nice and so we take advantage of them. We do love them and Fletcher seems to have the best time there with Pepper their English Mastiff.

We got home and the boy had his limp back, surely played too hard with Pepper, no big deal, it was very faint and each day was less and less.

We got home friday night, Fletcher was a bundle of energy, oh, it was good to see him too.

Saturday we went to the Sundance and had ourselves a little ski and party at a cabin up the canyon. He was a wild dog, jumping up and through the snow banks and all around like a crazed beast. He is so sweet that way.

Sunday was a day of rest...

Monday, we were back at the Sundance.

Well, wouldnt you know it but there was an avalanch that closed off the road, so, back to the cabin.

It was like saturday all over with this dog. He jumped and played and begged for food. no signs of limp or distress, what a wonderful day we had.

We returned home to a wonderful night and a good nights sleep.

We snuck out of the house this morning to take a run without Fletcher. I planned to take him to the ranch for the rest of the week, his own world of joy. No neighbors, No cars, just bunnies and things to chase all around, up and down and oh the belly rubs he would get just for being the cute mutt he is.

There is nothing more heartbreaking than your unbreakable powerful comicozi beast brought down to tears and whimpers and a leg that he wont even put a nimphs weight of pressure on.

I cried.

We have enough drugs to keep a 24 year old Robert Downey Jr happy and it seems like we should be doing more for him. I have iced his leg and i will again as much as is needed to help him recover.

He is bed ridden, confined by his own instinct at this point but soon he will feel better and it is up to us to keep him on bed rest for up to 4 weeks with a 2 week mandatory stint.

It is hard to be out of control.

Please send love and positive chi to my loving Fletcher.

Woof!