Lucky for Christmas

Back in October I was feeling the need forAfter that scare, Lucky began getting better. I
companionship, yet not willing to commit, so Iwas now stricter than ever with him. He now
decided to foster. I already have one dog that Islept in a cage, by my bed upstairs, no more late
love dearly and rescued three years ago, yet Inight binges. He also continued short walks to the
am always looking to help out other lessbus stop to pick up the kids, small portions of
fortunate animals.food morning and night, and snacks of mini
I had recently been getting involved with the localcarrots in between to curb his appetite. I began
Humane Society and had just received an e-mailto feel like he was a contestant on the show the
that day pleading for people to help out inBiggest Loser as I took him occasionally to the
fostering a dog since they were overrun withshelter for weigh ins. His diet was working and he
dogs and not enough cages. There were nowas looking better than ever.
pictures, only descriptions of the dogs. I knewIt was at this time that I received a call from the
what I could handle, already having three smallshelter informing me that they wanted Lucky to
kids, two cats, a dog, and a guinea pig, but it wasbe seen by a specialist for his torn ACL. This was
more about what could my husband handle?a surprise, because I was under the assumption
When I read the description about Lucky, a 7that he was to old, to heavy, and not a potential
year old beagle who found himself in the sheltercandidate for the surgery. I was elated knowing
because his owner had died, needing a little TLCthat there is a lot of life left in Lucky and he
and help in dieting, I knew I had to foster him.would make someone a terrific dog.
Upon our first meeting, Lucky waddled, and IOnce we had seen the specialist, who agreed that
mean waddled over to me. A dog who shouldLucky would be a great candidate for the surgery
have weighed 25-30 pounds came slowly waddlingand commented on what a wonderful disposition
at an almost staggering weight of 50 someLucky had, we waited to see what the shelter
pounds. He was happy, friendly, and very mellow,would say. At this point, Lucky was now the pet
and I was smitten and determined to help him.of the month with pet finder, known throughout
Upon his entrance the people at the shelterthe shelter and our neighborhood, and had his
noticed a limp that was more prominent thenpicture taken with the kids for our Christmas
they had noticed earlier, so he was to have a visitcard. The shelter agreed to his surgery and off
with the vet then home with me.he went.
The diagnosis was a torn Anterior CruciateI was not prepared for what the aftermath of
Ligament. I had no idea what that was, what itthe surgery would entail. Poor Lucky came home
meant, and what it would entail for Lucky as wewith a splint covering his entire right hind leg. This
both left the shelter. His instructions were to be:splint was not to get wet so every time he went
no stairs, limited activity, short walks to do hisout, on a leash only, he was to wear a protective
business, take his medicine, and a strict diet.boot over the cast to be put on prior to going
Well, Lucky had his own agenda once I got himout and taken off again in the house, not to
home. He quickly fell in love with the kids, as theymention the Elizabethan collar around his neck
did with him. The other animals already in thepreventing him from chewing at his splint. He was
house didn't seem to mind him. It was just myrestricted from steps, and this time even Lucky
husband wanting to know why he was at ouragreed, so we put his cage in the living room only
house. Just fostering, helping him out I assuredwith the splint he could not turn around in the
him. Lucky didn't believe in limited activity. Thecage so we made him a bed on the floor. The
stairs that the people at the shelter highlymedication was plenty and helped him to sleep a
doubted that he would attempt, he attemptedbit, but he would wake at night and howl so that I
every time we were either upstairs orwould have to take my sleeping bag and sleep
downstairs. In the evenings he managed to get inwith him on the living room floor. This went on for
the garbage, or the cat food, basically thumbingtwo weeks until the cast came off.
his nose at his diet. When I went for walks withWith the cast off and awaiting his final visit with
the other dog, he pushed his way out and insistedthe specialist, Lucky is still living under restrictions.
on walking, with limp, and meeting everyone in theHe is not suppose to do steps, although you can't
neighborhood.stop Lucky, unless you want to hear him howl all
His cough pursued, another reason he needednight so he is now back in his cage by my bed.
foster care, and I just assumed it was a coughLucky is still dieting, and in fact looks at carrots as
until I found him throwing up blood. I quickly tooka dog treat. Laugh if you will, but Lucky is now an
him back to the shelter where they took a lookalmost svelte 40 pounds. A lady expressed
at him, weighed him, actually gained weight, andinterest in adopting Lucky from pet finder, so he
came to the conclusion that he had a reaction tocould have a home.
the pain medications that he was taking for theLet's just say, we got Lucky for Christmas in
torn ACL.more ways than one.