Marlowe is okay... sort of. After two and a half weeks of stressing and several expensive trips to the vet, we've leaned that Marlowe has slipped two discs in her back. This means that she won't be able to run, jump, or climb stairs for a few months, but she doesn't need surgery or a trip to the specialist in PEI. Thanks Nones, but we won't need to ask your clients for... er, business tips after all!
We still don't know what Marlowe did to hurt herself, and the cats are suspiciously silent on the subject...
Marlowe requests that get-well-soon cards be made of meat or grapes.
7 comments:
awwww poor Marlowe! That's gotta hurt!!! :( Big doggie hugs to the cutie!
OMG!.... collectively exhale :) She will heal and be just fine...
That's a good thing becuase I was checking out my corner recently to help you .. um... fundraise, and I'm not sure that there would be much action here in suburbia-Edmonton. I might have lost money in my efforts! or at least freeze my knickers off.
T
ps- meetoo would like to shower you, trent, and all the ears in your household with love. Heck, meetoo would shower your appliances with love at this point. His love quota is very low.
You can come to the corner by my place. I'm sure you'd make tonnes of money, or pop cans. But they're like money, right?
We could fundraise by shaving Max and selling the fluff. We'd make millions!
There is a crazy lady in the US that makes sweaters out of dog hair. Bet we could sell her Ozzy, Enki and Max hair!
apparently the damn post office won't let you mail meat.
damn them!
i will give marlowe a big mental meat hug...god this is sounding bad, i'm just going to stop now. good luck with all the meds and stuff. i'm sure she'll be fine.
Bark bark...bark! Grr bark. Roorooroo.
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T
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