Worst case scenario

One week after the surgery, Pocky went in to have his sutures removed. The vet looked at him and said he was doing remarkably well. Everything seemed to be going good, and the physical therapist met with us to show us some exercises to do. My husband left the vet happy and ready to get started on slowing working Pocky back up to using his leg.

As they left the vet to got to the car, my husband unlocked the vehicle and turned to put the much-hated collar into the truck. Just as he did this, a very happy to be out of the vet's office Pocky did what he has done for most of his life. He went to jump in the truck. Apparently, as he jumped he realized he didn't have the strength and winced, landing back on the ground.

Aaron felt really bad, and went home hoping that it was just a minor incident. Unfortunately, Pocky started limping on the OTHER (uninjured leg).

24 hours later, the vet was called again and Pocky had a follow-up consultation with the surgeon. In about three minutes they were able to tell us that he had the same injury on the opposite leg.

This basically means that the whole process needs to be done AGAIN. Another costly surgery, another three months of severely restricted activity AFTER he recovers enough to be able to depend on the leg we just fixed.

This is terrible news, even though we had done the research and knew there was a good chance that at some point the other leg would go. Little did we know it would be so soon. Suddenly, out positive outlook was drastically changed. We are seriously bummed out.