Whoo-Hoo!

Stitches are out!  Now I don't have to be "hawk-eye" Mommie, telling Sage to not lick herself...ok, don't go there.

And here is the good news: the good doctor said she is doing better than expected.  She is putting some weight on the leg (she sure did dragging her feet as he tried to get her back into the clinic to remove the stitches!), she has lost 5 pounds (diet book to follow, then Oprah, then the WOLRD!), and she seems good.  We'll keep her on the pain meds because he has had experience in dogs whose knees will swell up, but we can now begin walking her, just a bit, on leash, and in a few days even try a little swim.  Whooo-hoo!

It's a process.  The vet reminded me that she maybe doing ok now, but she may also be hurting or regress a bit, so it is a matter of monitoring her, letting her also "talk to me" about how she is feeling.  So far she doesn't seem inclined to want to run upstairs, and right now I have baby gates on the back porch so she doesn't run down, but I am letting her sneak a snooze on the much coveted sister's bed.  

Good news!

Murphy's day and Sage sleeping on Murphy's bed.