She's ok, thank god. We had a slip up at work and a Dane burst out of the grooming room and grabbed her. I ripped him off by his prong collar (I'm lucky I didn't get bitten, I know, but she's my girl and I didn't think).
Thank god he didn't kill shake, and thank god she's slippery, skinny, and strong.
I got her away from the Dane and threw her to my boss. I thought she was fine and then I saw blood on my hands... Nasty puncture on the underside of her chest.
My boss's partner drove me to the closest vet, and they were super weird and told me I had to leave her there because no doctor was in. I said I would wait for the doctor (however long it took) and they told me I would have to leave and couldn't wait with her, which I thought was too freaking weird. I mean, I get they couldn't guarantee when the doc would be in, but why are you kicking me out? Why can't I wait with my puppy? No way that was happening. Besides, I can get her seen sooner somewhere else.
Anyway, we went to the next closest vet and they were lovely. Found two more wounds on her back, clipped them all down and flushed them out. Luckily, the puncture in her chest only goes through the first layer of muscle, and not into the lung. They gave me some Rimadyl and antibiotics.
Keeva handled it like a trooper. Past the initial bite, she never even cried. She was bleeding on my leg in the car, but not crying, haha. Mentally, she's pissed, not scared.
I am... I don't know, still almost in disbelief. I just keep thinking it could have been so much worse. It was a full grown male Dane, and Keeva weighs 15lbs.
The damage:
Those marks are from his canines... that's how big his mouth was.
The worst puncture...
Crate rest gives her a sad, especially at work when she knows her friends are in the back.
I just... ugh. My poor girl. Her new name is Swiss Cheese. Full of holes, haha.
Thank god he didn't kill shake, and thank god she's slippery, skinny, and strong.
I got her away from the Dane and threw her to my boss. I thought she was fine and then I saw blood on my hands... Nasty puncture on the underside of her chest.
My boss's partner drove me to the closest vet, and they were super weird and told me I had to leave her there because no doctor was in. I said I would wait for the doctor (however long it took) and they told me I would have to leave and couldn't wait with her, which I thought was too freaking weird. I mean, I get they couldn't guarantee when the doc would be in, but why are you kicking me out? Why can't I wait with my puppy? No way that was happening. Besides, I can get her seen sooner somewhere else.
Anyway, we went to the next closest vet and they were lovely. Found two more wounds on her back, clipped them all down and flushed them out. Luckily, the puncture in her chest only goes through the first layer of muscle, and not into the lung. They gave me some Rimadyl and antibiotics.
Keeva handled it like a trooper. Past the initial bite, she never even cried. She was bleeding on my leg in the car, but not crying, haha. Mentally, she's pissed, not scared.
I am... I don't know, still almost in disbelief. I just keep thinking it could have been so much worse. It was a full grown male Dane, and Keeva weighs 15lbs.
The damage:
Those marks are from his canines... that's how big his mouth was.
The worst puncture...
Crate rest gives her a sad, especially at work when she knows her friends are in the back.
I just... ugh. My poor girl. Her new name is Swiss Cheese. Full of holes, haha.