No, he didn't jump out of a Jeep this time - he ran in front of a car. In front of all of us. He got hit. The driver didn't even slow down.
Toby survived the accident and came limping back to our yard. Thank God, he will be ok. The vet stitched him up, treated him for shock, did x-rays and gave him a morphine drip. He has numerous cuts and bruises on his hind legs, his liver was bruised, and his boy parts are bruised and swollen to 3 times their normal size. (He's getting a lot of sympathy from DH and the boys.) He has pain meds, antibiotics, and a "cone of shame," which he chewed up within 24 hours.
He'll be ok. He's getting lots of love and attention - and chicken, too.
The vet bill was $900 - ouch!
The hardest thing - helping my children get over the trauma of seeing their beloved pet hit by a dog. No one has been sleeping well around here the past few nights.
Toby is a wonderful pet - loyal, loveable, gentle with the kids. I just need to keep him away from anything with wheels.
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