In between Buster’s amputation and our “move” out to Virginia for radiation, I gave Buster one day at daycare to say hi to his buddies there as his new three legged self. He’s gone to the same daycare for nearly 8 years because he’s spoiled rotten. I was nervous about how he’d do, but when I picked him up at the end of the day and asked how he did, what I got was, “Same dog!”
He did just fine.
He’s still doing fine even going through radiation, at least so far. This morning was Session #6. When I brought him back to the farm after he was done so I could get logged in and get to work on my laptop, he did more whining than usual, and seemed uncomfortable for a while. But I gave him a few good short walks and then one longer one where I let him off leash and threw his tennis ball for him. It was the first time I’d done real off-leash-fetch with him in a while since I don’t have a big yard at home. And he did great. He ran. He wagged his tail and did a play pose to make me chase him. He had a good afternoon.
Same dog.