My heart stopped. I think I stopped breathing. I just knew little Caramia Pupcake was gone.
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| August 2011 |
I got home last night, parked in the garage (which is in my basement), and carried an armful of stuff up the steps. My little 2 lb (and 3oz) dog, Mia, was close on my heels...scurrying up the steps. What happened next scared me to death. She landed on some shoes on the top step, it threw off her balance, and she fell through the back of the step, falling 7-8 feet straight down on the hard concrete floor. I screamed, heard a thud, threw my stuff down, and ran down the steps.
She was lying in an awkward position, her neck twisted, and she was yelping in pain. There was a tiny pool of blood by her head. I picked her up, trying to keep her still. My phone was dead, so I took her to my neighbors so I could call my parents. What the heck should I do???
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| Christmas Card photo Dec. 2010 |
When I got inside, I put her down and she tried walking, limping and not putting any weight on her right front leg. I held her until Mom and Roger got there. They looked her over, put her down, and she walked fine, but was veering the the right when she walked. Since they didn't think she had broken anything, they said I should wait until morning to take her to the vet.
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| Taken summer 2010 |
I was upset all night long. She threw up three times, never made a sound (which is NOT like my dog)! She was still walking funny and so so quiet.
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| Fall 2009 |
I arrived at the vet this morning when the doors opened. They weighed her, took her back, and checked her out. I told them the situation, and the vet kept saying "She's a blessed pup to still be alive." He listened to her lungs and heart. Fine. He checked her ears. Fine. Took her temperature. Normal. He checked all of her bones. Intact. How could this dog have fallen 8 feet and hit concrete and be ok? He has no idea. He said she was probably bruised, really sore, and still scared. He gave her a shot of pain medication, gave me a bottle of pain pills to give her and sent us on our way.
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| Winter 2009 |
So lucky that the little squirt had no broken bones or injuries, much less still alive! Thank you, Jesus!
She was lying in an awkward position, her neck twisted, and she was yelping in pain. There was a tiny pool of blood by her head. I picked her up, trying to keep her still. My phone was dead, so I took her to my neighbors so I could call my parents. What the heck should I do???
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