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The Belle saga Pt1

So, where were we? Oh right, waiting for a call from the vet. Before I bring you up do date, let’s just do a brief recap. At around 4pm Saturday, I let the guys out for a pee and a run around. Ten minutes later Bentley and Buddy came back in and Belle was just lying on the grass. I came back to the computer and continued loading songs from my CDs to replace the ones that were lost when my system really did crash about 6 or 8 months ago, and of course, and I hadn’t backed anything up (I know, but plumbers usually have leaky taps…faucets).

At around 5:30p I called Belle to come in for dinner, no response. It was then that I noticed her lying by the front gate, there was nothing unusual about that, she likes to play this game where she jumps the fence to go adventuring, but then waits by either of the gates so that I have to let her back in  when she’s done (she must think that’s hysterical). There was nothing alarming about the way she was positioned, it was just like this, (with her head up)…


You’ll notice her front leg is shaved, this is a picture from the last time she got hurt. She wasn’t laying with her head on the ground or anything, so there was nothing unusual other than she didn’t sit up expectantly when she heard me coming (which I did think was a little strange, as she’s normally pretty excited when I come to let her in). Anyway, I opened the gate and she got up slowly and came inside the yard. I then noticed that she wasn’t putting any weight on her left back leg, but again, nothing to worry about becasue the day before she had a thorn in that foot, and there’s still tons of them about.

It wasn’t until she sat down again immediately on entering the yard that I noticed all the blood. I went straight inside and called the vet. As I’ve said, this was out of hours, so I had to call a several numbers before I got him, and he was just getting ready to go and attend to a horse (now, you have to realise that horses are normally worth much more than pet dogs anyway, but this area has a lot of thoroughbred breeders, and those horses are worth even more, so I was really lucky that he said he’d wait stabilise her before he went).

Forgive me if I’m repeating myself, but I’ve had a few IM conversations about this, and I know I’ve said some of it already, but I’m not sure what I’ve said in posts. However, let’s just forge ahead. As there was no-one to help with the procedure, I had to hold Belle’s leg while he put in the needle for the drip, then I had to hold her broken leg steady while he applied a compression bandage. Once that was done I had to hold the other leg straight out so that he could put some antiseptic and a patch on the deep laceration on the inner thigh. He gave her some pain killers but didn’t want to give her too much until he saw the x-rays, which he wouldn’t be able to do until the next day as he had to go and attend the horse (which was also an emergency).

So once she was stabilised, we went our separate ways (which ironically were actually the same way, as the horse was out by my place!) and I was to wait for a phone call the next day after he had taken the x-rays and figured out what to do.

The next day I rang him at 10:30a (which he said to do if he hadn’t called me already), but I just got an answering machine, so I assumed he was still working on her (which turned out to be the case). At around 11:45a he called me to tell me that he had stitched up the cut properly, and done the x-rays. This is where things took a turn for the worse. As I said yesterday, the breaks were at either end of the femur (yesterday I said it was broken in the middle too, this is not the case, I misunderstood him, plus I saw the x-rays today). The issue it the amount of bone they have to work with at the knee end due to the break being so close to the joint, which will require cross pinning.  However, the real concern is the damage at the hip. Not only is it dislocated, but both the socket and the ball have been damaged. While this is not good news for me (or Belle), it’s great news for the Vet; he can finally take that round the world cruise he’s been dreaming of.

That brings us to now. I’ve just got back home from Tamworth (which isn’t really 100 miles away, it’s only about 80kms) becasue i got a phone call early this morning informing me that the person who was going to take her up, wasn’t able to. So I now had to go to my vet , have Bentley looked at (he’s fine), have Booey looked at (he’s fine too), leave them both there and continue to the veterinary hospital in Tamworth (I’ll tell you about that in a day or so).

Oh, I almost forgot, I took a couple of pics before I took her to Tamworth…


Here’s the funny thing, after I squared Bentley and Booey away with the vet techs, I went out to the car to get things ready for Belle, all the while panicking about how I would get her out of the cage, carry her out to the car and put her in it. After I had made a space in the back,  I turned around to go and get her and she was standing right behind me, the vet just put a lead on her and walked her out. It made me feel a bit better, unlike the person who left a comment telling me to go fuck myself for some perceived slight. Just what I need right now.