March 20th, 2010

monkey pirate

Worst fears

So, we've had Blink for a while now. And I love this dog. I mean, I loved him from the start, but the more time I spend with him, the more tricks he learns, the more crazy stuff he does, the more I love this dog. I've always wanted a dog. Blink is that dog. Ok, he doesn't come when called very well, or when distracted - but he's learning. Just last night I told him in no uncertain terms that he is never to get sick, run away, get hurt, or die. Ever.

So today I spent about four hours sitting outside Costco waiting for two new tires. It ate up a lot more money than I expected, was an altogether unfun experience that featured a variety of really rude people.

And all that seemed completely insignificant when pyr8queen called just as I got my car back to tell me Blink had been hit by a car. My heart was in my throat. She explained he ran off, wouldn't come when called - and got hit. She bundled him up and took him to the veterinary hospital and called me on the way. By the time I got there, she'd found that it was closed, but apparently despite being badly shaken at first, Blink had bounced back - he was walking on the leg where he'd been hit. He seemed freaked out, anxious, but ... ok.

It was just a terrifying time. I mean, I think he's okay, but still probably ought to take him to get checked. But he's walking around normally, bothering the cats normally, and being his normal self, albeit just a little slow on that hind leg.

I don't know what I would do if he had been badly hurt. I'm so relieved that he's okay.
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