Tripod McGee

Yesterday evening Brantley and I sat down at our pub table to play a game of Scrabble. Our new little guy wanted to join us, but he can't get up to the table unless one of us puts him up there. I had him on my lap but when we kept trying to get up onto the table, I put him back down on the floor. He decided that he didn't like be on the floor by himself. So, he jumped up onto the couch and then onto it's arm. He stood there and contemplated the decision to jump onto Brantley's lap. After just a few seconds, he went for it, and needless to say, it didn't work out too well for him. He immediately began limping. He wouldn't put any pressure on it at all, so we decided to take him to the vet hospital. Three hours and one expensive vet bill later, we found out that he tore soft tissue in his knee, but he didn't break or fracture anything. They gave him some pain medication, which made him very loopy and made him drool excessively. He laid lifeless in my lap on the way home. When I put him down, he stood frozen. He wouldn't move at all. We have to give him an anti-inflammatory for the next week, and hopefully, he'll soon be healed. Our poor pup!

He's walking a little bit more today but definitely still not back to normal by any means. Occasionally, he limps around on three legs. Hence, the new nickname Tripod McGee, courtesy of his papa.

P.S. I scored 74 points in the first round of Scrabble. For the first time ever, I used all 7 letters. We didn't get to finish the game, but I think I can count that as a win for me, right? :)