I’m posting these random flower photos from my trip earlier this month as a way to cheer up a bit. Aren’t they beautiful?
We’ve got snow and gray and windy and cool today, so these flowers seem like an impossible dream to me right now.
Why the need to cheer up? (Besides the weather that is).
Well, it is all going to end well, I’m pretty sure, but I’m dealing with the fact that yesterday while backing out the driveway (a 50 yard back-up) I ran over Tank.
Bump and another bump, both the back tires and then the front.
At first I thought I ran over a large piece of firewood that Tank sometimes carries around and leaves in the driveway. But no, it was Tank himself.
He escaped from under the car and ran/hobbled into field right after it happened. J and I examined him and saw nothing terribly concerning, or immediately indicating he was in trouble, but he was clearly distressed.
There was basically a tire mark on his side/back between where his ribcage ends and his pelvis begins.
We called Andy in CA (visiting his parents) and as a family we determined it was best to take him to the emergency hospital.
He’s okay after a stay the night in the PETS hospital, and a visit this morning to his regular vet. But he will be in a lot of pain for the next week or so. We’re medicating him to keep him comfortable, and he is out of the hospital and in the back of my car as I type.
He’ll be staying close with me for the next 10 days or so because he needs to stay as inactive as possible. That isn’t hard right now because he’s so sore he can barely move once he finds a tolerable position. But as he improves he’s going to want to boing and bounce around in his typical Tank manner, and the vet doesn’t want him to do that for 7 – 10 days. Those of you who know Tank personally are giggling at the thought of keeping him quite for 7 – 10 days, I know. But if you saw how pathetic he looks right now in the back of my car, sleeping off the pain meds you might believe it is possible.
He had a few scrapes on his hind legs and abdomen, but otherwise, no blood or anything. No broken bones either. But still, poor guy!
I am so glad he’s okay, but emotionally now that the crisis is over I’m a bit more shaken up than I was when first dealing with the event.
Can’t wait for Andy to get here later today and just hug me – I need that about right now. Tank, while he may want the hug emotionally, will probably not want Andy to hug him because it would be too painful on his bruises.