Bucky’s surgery was Thursday evening and, as is true with folks who go to hospitals too, Bucky was home the next day. Hospitals, whether human or critter, don’t keep patients a moment longer than need be. Bucky is more comfortable here anyway. He is on total crate rest for six weeks, when we go back for some radiographs to see if and how the healing is coming along. The surgery is pretty fragile, and would have been so much easier had he been properly cared for two months ago when he was found by the side of the road, hit by a car. But there’s nothing to be done about that now, and we will keep fingers, toes, and paws crossed that this back leg heals properly.
Bucky isn’t using the back leg at all right now, and is using three legs, including his very shattered from leg, but it is clear he can get around on three legs (including one really bad one!). So if this back leg heals well, the most likely scenario is still to amputate the front one, but that decision will be made a couple months from now when we have results on the back leg.
In the meantime, the vet wanted him in a crate large enough to stand and move around in so he will use the leg a little but not jump or run. We take him out for potty breaks only. He has a 25 cm collar on right now, which is a bit long for him, but he was able to get around the 20 cm one to lick his surgery site, and that’s not an option. This current one makes it hard for him to eat and chew on bones and such, but we will have to make do for now. We also have a nice sedative to give him as needed. He is used to sleeping up with us in our room, but that’s too hard with the second floor bedroom right now, so he got a nice sedative last night about 9 pm so he could sleep quietly through the night.
At 48+ hours past surgery, Bucky is already restless and unhappy in his crate. And he is very determined to chew on the leg that had surgery, which can’t happen. We gave him a bigger cone, but that doesn’t stop him from stretching that back leg and reaching around to lick and chew so I spent the evening trying to come up with a solution. Bandaging won’t work – he’ll just chew it off. I put a second, soft cone around the hard cone, but it is attached with velcro, and he had that off in short order. So my newest solution is to put an inflatable donut around his neck with the cone. I’m hoping this makes it impossible for him to reach that leg, and that he won’t be able to get it off. He is one determined dog.
In the meantime, Bucky’s DNA came back yesterday, and some parts of it surprised me, while others didn’t. His analysis reads:
35.9% Beagle (He definitely has the beagle prey drive…wants all small moving creatures.)
15.1% American Pit Bull Terrier
14.1% Pembroke Welsh Corgi (this and the next one account for his longer body type)
6.6% Basset Hound
6.4% Pug (???)
6.3% Siberian Husky
And some supermutt stuff.
So, there you go, for what it is worth. In appearance he has a lot of the Corgi/Basset Hound, with the long body and short legs. Personality-wise, I was surprised not to see Border Collie in there, but maybe that’s the Beagle part of him. Pit Bull I don’t see so much, but that’s a pretty diverse group of dogs anyway. Who knows.
On to recovery…keep your paws crossed for the guy. And, as Marley noted last evening, as Bucky starts to feel better we might be drinking a little wine with dinner more often. After Bucky has a few days of rest, I’m also going to start working on improving the relationship between Gracie and Bucky. He’s going to be here for a few months, and hopefully we can smooth out some of the rough edges between them. For the next six weeks at least, he’s in the crate, and Gracie gets a break.