
06/28/2025
Well, my birthday surprise this year was a trip to the emergency vet!
Turns out my senior dog — who is already disabled, because life loves a theme — broke his foot. Yep. A broken foot. On top of everything else.
He’s okay(ish), we’re managing, and he’s being such a champ through it all. But wow. Did not have “more medical trauma” on my birthday bingo card.
Luckily we already had a brace on hand thanks to and he can use that to heal over the next 8ish weeks, we still need a follow up with our orthopedic vet.
If you need me, I’ll be cuddling my bionic old man, handing out pain meds like a nurse in a doggie ER, canceling any plans for the next few months and stress-eating cake.
Follow along for the recovery, and all things anxious, disabled, senior dogs!