Curt came over this morning and installed a new fan for us in the master bedroom ceiling. Tony and I spent an hour or so up there watching and helping. (Mostly watching.) The puppies were all downstairs snoozing on the couch.
As Curt was leaving, Hudson got up to say good-bye. He started yelping loudly and wouldn't put any weight on his right front leg. The pain was clearly coming from his shoulder, and he wouldn't allow me to touch it. I immeadiately called the vet. They didn't have any available appointments, so we "admitted" Hudson to their hospital. This allows the vets to take a look at him, diagnose and treat his condition in between appointments. We dropped him off about 1 pm.
At 1:30 they called and said that there was no bone damage. They had ruled out bone cancer (their first opinion every time is that anything and everything in bone cancer.) While forcing the leg through its full range of motion, they heard a loud snap. This led the Dr. to believe that the bicep tendon had popped out of placed and gotten hung up on the bony protuberance of the shoulder. Forcing the leg to move had popped it back in. Dr. Munger said that the shoulder would be sore, but that he would send some Trammadol home with Hudson to relieve his pain.
I went and got Budda at 2:15 and brought him home. He whined and yelped the whole way home and while we got him settled on the couch. I gave him 5 Trammadol pills and got him settled on the couch under a blanket. The OCS Sales Conference started the very evening, so I had to start getting ready. I could hear Hudson crying every time he shifted position while I was in the shower. I listened to him yelp while I dried my hair and applied my makeup. I walked out the door at 5, feeling very sorry for Tony as he tried to get Hudson to settle back down while he was yelping.
I got back home from the conference about 9 PM. Hudson had been crying all night. Porter, who comes from a very abusive background, had not handled the upheaval well. He froze in position and stared at a wall for two hours, with no reaction to outside stimuli. He didn't move when spoken to, touched, or treats were offered. He just stared and shook. Lexi, meanwhile, didn't know what to do with herself either. Each time Hudson cried, she wandered around the house sqeaking. Poor Tony had to deal with it all alone.
