Another day, another X-ray

Let's see. Where were we? Oh yes, Part 2 of I abandoned by husband for a dog.

I nearly forgot. A fair amount has transpired since I reported Part 1, and, truth be told, I have been loopy on pain meds until 2 days ago.

Here's the condensed version:

• Ginsberg regains his exuberance less than 2 days after abdominal surgery, and I realize it is pointless trying to force pain meds down the throat of an 8-month-old Alaskan Husky who will eat ANYTHING but pain meds
• Mr. B discovers he has 20/15 vision, post-cataract surgery
• Ginsberg skins his nose trying to open the cabinet under the sink to reach the trash, after I have jury-rigged the handles closed with a rubber band and flat cheese grater (oops)
• Kathleen watched her second knee surgery in real time -- supercool!
• Ginsberg leads Cora and Charlotte on another Great Escape
• Charlotte breaks a leg whilst participating in the Great Escape
• Kathleen's chances of acquiring a truck for mushing adventures dwindle along with her meager savings
• Charlotte replaces Kathleen as the "loopster"
• Kathleen considers renaming her abode to "A Musherwannabe's Accidental MicroKennel" and seeking sponsorships for my pups and their vet bills

But perhaps, the events of the past 11 days are best told with video and photos. You be the judge!

Ginsberg, Loopster #1, doing his ever-loving best

to stay awake after returning home

from abdominal surgery

See the fringe on the pillow that has Ginsberg's rapt attention?

It's not there anymore.

It took a trip down Ginsberg's gullet and got

hung up on its way into his small intestine.

It now resides in a zip-lock bag--outside.

Ginsberg's "grated" nose

The new-fangled crate security system,

before we added 8 more carabiners

Ginsberg, Mr. B, and Charlotte chillin'

after Ginsberg and Mr. B have surgery on the same day

Kathleen chatting it up with topflight knee surgeon . . .

Thank goodness she wasn't worried or anything . . .

Loopster #2 on her way home from knee surgery.

She could finally wiggle her toes about an hour after surgery,

when the spinal finally wore off

The Great Escape

Mr. B accidentally leaves the front door open

and Ginsberg seizes the opportunity

to lead the pack on a big adventure.

Escapees blast off down the street,

then, amazingly return home at full speed

with Ginsberg in lead, Cora a half block behind,

and Charlotte bringing up the rear, heading straight for the front door

and limping for the next 3 days

[Image courtesty of GuildingEmber]

The vet X-rays Charlotte's leg today and discovers a

 spiral fracture on her left distal ulna bone, which 

he suspects, is the result of stepping into a 

pothole during the Great Escape.

He adorns her with a hot pink cast

that we must keep dry for 6 weeks.

(It's already wet.)

But you gotta hand it to her, she was very

close to Cora, who is twice her size and

did not come home with a broken leg.

This girl has heart!

Loopster #2, who happily takes her pain meds

This is Wally. 

I don't think he'll be coming home

 with me anytime soon.

But I have been wondering

a lot about quantum physics lately

Oh!

Were you wondering about the photo at the top?

That would be EarthDoctorSon

(who may one day be renamed MushroomGeekSon, PhD)

 holding one of an assortment of fungi

that he'd like Mr. B and me to sample.

Stir-fried, perhaps.

Here's another:

And couple more:

Stay tuned!