Just thought you'd like to know.
Wally's had trouble with his left knee since he was about four months old. Scared the dickens out of me the first time we came home from a romp in The Great Outdoors and he could barely get up after his nap. I was certain it indicated hip dysplasia, my worst fear. That's about the time it shows up if it's going to, from what I've heard.
Although he seemed fully recovered by the next morning, I took him to the vet for an exam and x-rays and found out his knee joint was a little loose. No evidence of hip dysplasia. Whew! However, I was told his condition would probably worsen over time and he'd eventually have to have surgery. Well, that time has come.
Halfway into his last run his knee went past the point of no return and he's not been able to put weight on it ever since. He's been referred to a specialist and is scheduled for surgery next Thursday.
Don't let the photo above fool you, though. It makes him look like an old dog, but at seven years young, Wally is very much just a big puppy. He wants to wrestle and run and play and can't figure out why there's no longer any morning and evening bouncy ball. Honestly, I'm glad the day for surgery has come while he's still got the spirit of youth in him.
Things have been pretty quiet around here. No silly stuff, Wally. Sorry. I'll keep you posted. Thanks for your time and your positive thoughts.