For the past three days she has not been using her right rear leg at all. She has not been able to climb steps. She has hardly been eating. When I bend and straighten her leg, the knee pops in and out. None of this is normal for her.
In turn, tomorrow evening, Ed, the Kids, Reina and I (Phoenix, Aries and Alexander will guard the house) will be off to see a vet in Ogdensburg, NY. Thankfully, it’s only a short drive (less than 30 minutes).
Why a vet in Ogdensburg? Our friends recommended them, The Zoo doesn’t have a file with any vet in Kemptville and we imagine it to be less expensive.
Worst case, she’ll need knee surgery from an orthopedic surgeon to replace her ACL or more. Most likely (read: what we expect), she’ll need her ACL replaced by a (normal) vet. Least likely, we’ll bandage her knee and be on our way.
We’re looking forward to Uncle Andrew’s visit this long weekend. Maybe he should bring his passport…
Note that Reina (pronounced Ray-Na) means “Queen” in Spanish. She had the name when we got her. We didn’t rename her as we thought that we wouldn’t be keeping her (Ed had other plans). Not that there’s anything the matter with Reina (we now love it), it’s just kind of like naming your dog Rover.