Our Myia rotti comminuted femur fracture

Hi Guys/Gals,

As you can see from the title, today is the dreaded 1 month exact day “anniversary” of the dag blame Tahoe stripping me of my 4 legs.  None the less, I am back bigger, badder, and stronger than ever, not to mention all the awesome friends I have made and comments I have received. You Tripawds (and your Pawrents) are the best a girl could ask for.  I’m doing so well, Mama Bear is considering letting me hanging around outside a little during the day, via chain of course.  I believe I helped in making her decision to do that very easy being as that all I have been doing for the last week is chewing up EVERY AND ANY THING I see.  I even got a holt of her 2-Liter Sun-Drop (thank God for me it wasn’t a fresh full one, you may be reading my obituary).

I am definitely back to the old Myia.  When I go outside to potty now, I worry about that later, I’m too busy focusing on “playtime” and of course Mama Bear isn’t too thrilled about that being as that my brother always manages to “slip” away and she’s here telling me to get out of the trash can, stop tearing up bags, paper towels, and at least 10 times a day I’m being told to get off her clothes (she shouldn’t leave them in the floor).  Something about a sock with a dryer sheet attached to it just makes me wanna bite and sling it back and forth.

I overheard her talking to the Vet/Hospital (yeah CCC, not Spa Retreat any more) on how soon I would be able to go outside.  They are out to get me, I thought they were my friends (tear 🙁 ), but they haven’t called back yet, so I still have some time to change her mind (any tips anyone, I’m almost out the door).  I know she doesn’t want to put me back out there, but lately, I just want to bark and it’s kind of funny because I do it when she’s working and has a customer on the phone who is not happy about their tax software not installing and then at night, I go to my master bedroom and 5-10 minutes later, I start whining, Mama Bear can’t stand that.  I actually wake her up with it now.  First is the school bus at 7:00 AM on the dot every morning, (she says the child should just say “I am not riding in the morning” so the driver wouldn’t have to stop or blow the horn), then after the bus goes up the road, I start in with my “Mommy, I know you hear me, I know you want to come play with me, Mommy, lets go outside, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy” whine.  About 7:15 AM I am snoring again, she’s a little slow sometimes.

Alright Tripawds, she’s giving me that look and I know that means bed time.  I don’t want to, but I have too.  Pray that she doesn’t turn me into an outdoors doggie again.  I’ll report back in a few.

2 Paws/Deuces/Peace Out,
Myia

OK Tripawd Fam,

I want to thank everyone for all the Get Well Wishes.  I have truly indeed found a great family here.

So, I went to the Dr. and she removed my staples (WOO HOO), I even got on the scale (wouldn’t you like to know), and CCC because I was slipping and sliding all over the place when I got there, I got my nails clipped also :).  the staples were removed with ease, then I said my good byes and I was out!

Of course I “knew” they had been removed because I could feel it…I drug my brother and Mama Bear all over the yard.  My brother came home from work and played with me and he’s an EMT dude and loves making the siren noise with his mouth.  I used to come out of my house (when I was outside) and I would howl with the firetrucks and ambulance.  So, he’s in the shower, siren-ing it up, I went into the living room, cleared my throat and howled right along with him.  Mama Bear was taking a quiz (told you she was behind big time) but she couldn’t stop laughing and came into the living room, then my brother snuck out of the bathroom and peeped.  I was “feeling” the siren,  if you guys could have saw me, I had sat down on my booty (I can do that now YAY) and propped myself up on the fronts and I was going to get it.

Mama Bear and brother laughed so hard at me that after I realized it was him and not a “real” siren (even though he’s good, sometimes the department will let him use the PA just to see how many people move…and they do), I just started running back and forth and jumping like I had wings.  I felt so good.  To see my family laughing, even though it was at me, it felt good.  To know almost a month ago (3/5 sorry, it was 3/6 one month exact) , I was an outside dog that got hit by a “big dummy” and almost had my life ended due to finances, all the tears that were shed that day…and now to see tears, but tears of joy and happiness, I just don’t know what to do with myself.  I love those crazy humans even though they yell at me, but I’m working on not chewing up everything, their stuff is just better than the bones Mama Bear buys.  I only want to bury them…in the carpet.  So all is well, no more visits unless something else happens and NO MORE MEDS!!!

And for the record, I did not want to get out of the “Myiamobile” when we got to the Dr. but once I was out, I was good.

CCC, maybe I should be lead singer and on keys, whada ya think?  Opie?  OK, Mama Bear has done all she can do tonight, she/we have to work tomorrow :-(, but it’s only 5 hours then I think she’s back in the books, so I’ll try to sneak the laptop away sometime tomorrow, especially if it does snow, a girl’s gotta have something to do.

One more thing….CCC, the pink hoodie….WORK IT GYRL!!!!! (Beyonce said “I’m A Diva”).

Until l8r,

2 Paws/Dueces/Peace Out,
Messy Myia

Hi Guys/Guyettes,

I know it’s been a while, but Mama Bear has been so busy with Midterms and homework, and then she’s been helping my brother decide on 1 of the 2 colleges he got accepted into (it’s also a little hard to get to the computer when she seems to be pecking on it all the time).  They had a college visit Saturday, 2 whole hours away.  I thought they would never get back, but the dog sitter was really good.  We played and exercised (hehehe).

Well later on this afternoon, I have the visit to see Dr. Moseley (Spa & Retreat) sorry CCC, I had to.  This visit may also determine how soon and if I remain a house doggie.  Lately, I’ve started to just chew on things (my brothers hats, cups, cleaning supply bottles, whatever I see) and Mama Bear is not a happy camper about that.  If I’m on the other end of the house, quite, she knows somethings up, so right now is not a great time for me to try to get any extras (the keyboard for the band, since Opie called dibs on the drums).

I will post later how my “visit” goes. Snow is in our forecast for tomorrow, so maybe I will get some snow cream.  I’m a little tired of the crazy weather we have been getting and if it snows, this will be the 3rd or 4th time, not normal for North Carolina.  I’m ready for Spring/Summer, time to let my hair blow as I run in the grass through the weeds (are you all picturing that…I thought so).

Until later this afternoon,

2 Paws/Dueces/Peace Out
Messy (Really Messy) Myia

My fav game..."Tug of War" with the leash

Let's Play

I totally LOVE Mama Bears 200 thread count sheets, wonder what the 400 feels like????

I am too comfy right now. This is the life I tell ya.

Well America,

I “thought” today might be the day I would got my staples removed, but Dr. Moseley (my co-worker and boss) wanted to see me back after my infection drained last week.  So I went in and boy was I glad to see my co-workers (the staff).  I attempted to go straight to the back room to see who the new kids were, but Mama Bear made my brother stop and turn me around.  OK, I thought, I can’t go to the back, so I’ll go check on Miss Nancy and Miss Karen to see if they even put me on the schedule today and what I could do to help out with paperwork and the filing.  They didn’t (they said I had the day off since I had a Dr. appt., go figure) so I just hung out a little, gave out many Myia kisses and received many pats, rubs, and scratches behind the ears…(did I mention earlier that I love the Spa & Retreat).

They decided they wanted to weigh me, something about that scale that I just don’t care for, and needless to say, they did NOT get my weight (a lady never tells).  Anyway, a room came open and away I went.  The floor felt pretty good so I laid there for a bit, then in comes Dr. Moseley.  I couldn’t stand myself any longer, I had to jump into her lap and just give up Myia kisses.  Then, in came Erin, my anesthesiologist (you guys remember her, right?).  She showed my mama that I can “sit”.  My mom was so thrilled, she had tried that several times but I didn’t want to play by her rules so she gave up.  Everything checked out OK.  Dr. Moseley said I was doing great and the limp was me building up my strength again after those stinky infections.  She watched me prance around and told Mom to call if she saw anything out of the norm (she knows Mama will call if I sneeze wrong, remember, Mom=worry wart).  I am to return Monday to have staples removed (woo-hoo, excuse me…ahem…woof-woof, like a big dog).

On the way out I saw some children and they saw me moving but didn’t realize I was a Tripawd until they came over to rub me on my head, being that I drug my brother into the waiting room.  They oooed and ahhhed over me and, of course, me being the lady I am, I took in every single minute of it.  On the way back home, I had my choice of window to stick my nose out of (no I wasn’t lying down, that’s not my cup of tea).  I rode all the way home standing up and maintaining my balance…all 5whole minutes.  I slept when I got home because Mama Bear had to work, then after she finished we took a stroll outside for a potty break.  I played tug-of-war with Mama and then we came in.

Once inside, she thought she would try the “sit” trick.  I gave in, she was smiling and dancing with me.  So sue me for loving it when she smiles, she (with the help of my big brother, is the one that provides the food, roof over my head and toys for me, so I thought that was the least I could do.  Then my brother came in, she had to show him that she could do it.  Then he tried.  I was getting so many treats.  It’s a wonderful thing to get rewarded for following directions, I love it.  OK, Tripawd fam, it’s off to the Master Bedroom I go, Mama Bear has work to do (Mid-Term time).  I’ll blog back in a couple of days, unless I do something really awesome and have to tell someone about it.

Until then…

2 Paws/Deuces/Peace Out,
Messy Myia

Hello Tripawd family…Myia here.  Well, as you know I had to go back to the “Doggie & Spa Retreat”.  My step pepped up as soon as I got out of the car.  I led my brother to the back room with Erin, my anesthesiologist/nurse.   So my temp was up to 106 and they started me on an IV.  I stayed the night and Mama and my brother came to see me the next day.  When she arrived, I was in the office me and Dr. Moseley share.  My infection was actually in 3 places.  I licked them until they popped.  Once they did, I was a happy camper.  I was Messy Myia again.  They say it was because I wasn’t getting enough of antibiotics, but too many would give me the stinky diarrhea again, so we have to keep our eye on that.  I was happy to see Mama and then she got boring again, so I sat and watched the desk.  My brother came in and I pepped up, I knew it was play time.

I went around and said my good byes and Dr. Moseley said she wanted to see me back on Monday to check my infection spots and the staples (YES!!!!!) I will be going back to the Doggie Spa & Retreat Monday everyone, (before that if I have anything to do with it).  Mama told them before we left that I would try something in order to come back…sure enough I did.  Apparently my brother and I both thought I was strong enough to jump out of the “Myia-mobile”.  As I was getting out of the car, I fell.  Mama jumped (remember I said she freaks out a lot), and I got up limping and Mama has been upset the entire time.  I know she is only looking out for my well being, but a girl wants her hair to blow in the wind and I can’t do that because Mama treats me like a baby, yet I continue to camp out in her room when I’m not in the master bedroom (the crate).

Well, because of my dare devil stunt, I have begun to limp some (or so Mama thinks).  I still sleep every chance I get (which is a lot being as that Mama is a grad student and works from home and my brother is a high school senior/EMT-B/Vol. Firefighter.  Yeah I know pretty cool to have your own “personal” doctor in the same house as you.  He’s pretty good with us animals, you guys would love him.

I have new antibiotics and some solution for my infections.  Got a new fresh bag of treats, right now I am in “Doggie Heaven”.  I will try to post more pics and video of me over the weekend if I’m not too busy helping Mama with her homework.  She’s been a little stressed over my accident and I don’t think she’s gotten back on the right page yet,(get it homework, right page) :-).

Until then, check out my vids, I get bored so I have to amuse myself sometimes…

2 paws/Deuces/Peace Out
Myia

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Hello Everyone,

From Myia’s Mom (aka Mama Bear) We have received some GREAT comments and we thank all of you.  It’s so good to know I’m not the only dog lover out there that treats their dog as a member of the family 🙂

From Myia-Hello Tripawd family and thank you all for the warm welcome my family and I have received.  I was progressing so good and then it started to go downhill.  My mom allowed me to “lick my wound” some because that’s we do as doggies to help heal.  Unfortunately, I got a little too lick happy and realized that my staples do actually come out.  I pulled one out last night (I know, bad Myia) and my mom was a little upset with me.  I knew she was upset so I didn’t talk to her the rest of the night.  I didn’t even want to play with my fluffy doggie, bone, or my brother.  Also I have been sleeping so much, it’s like I’m so tired.

When I first got home, I walked so good, you wouldn’t know I was a tripawd if you didn’t look closely.  I started to actually “hop” 2 days ago and instead of walking up the steps like before, I started taking them 1 at a time.  I also have stopped eating like a dog should especially knowing I need to keep up my strength and barely drink water, I only nibble.  I had a few accidents in the house yesterday but Mama didn’t get mad at me even though I felt bad about it.  Today as of 3:30 PM, I had only used the bathroom once and that was at 9 AM.

I also continued to “lick my wound” and then Mama noticed a leakage.  She freaked out like she always does and called my favorite place (Doggie Spa & Retreat) Dr. Moseley at Hope Animal Hospital.  I had to go in (because they love me so much and have called daily to check on me) to get checked out and I found that I had a 105 temperature.  They also had to put a catheter and IV in me to push fluids and cool me down.  Then they tried to spray the “Yuck” on me to keep me from licking the suture, but I cleaned that off like a champ.  Mama didn’t get to see me before she left, I don’t think they wanted her to see me in this shape, remember I said she freaks out very easily.  Dr. Moseley wanted her to leave me “overnight for observation”, but she assured Mama I would be sporting the “lamp shade (E-Collar)”.  It also appears I may have an infection at the suture site which is where the major leakage seemed to be coming from.

I was doing so well and I guess I got bored and the hair growing back, the itching, I tried to scratch it the best way I knew how.  I just didn’t know that licking could cause “leakage”.  I will pass word on to Mama and she will relay the condition of me tomorrow.  I WILL SURVIVE BECAUSE-I AM MYIA “FIERCE” (get it I am Sasha Fierce-Beyonce) 🙂

Ok everyone hang tight and Mama will update you guys tomorrow and if they take pics of me sporting my bling-age (E-Collar), I will post them.

2 fingers/deuces/Peace Out,

Myia

Welcome to Our Myia.  This page is dedicated to Myia, our Rottweiler, her doctor, Dr. Deanna Moseley, all Tripawd owners, and animal lovers.  She was hit by a Tahoe causing a comminuted femur fracture and saving the leg would have been useless being that it was broken into 5 pieces.  Myia has now joined the Tripawd family and we hope to gain much more information from the community.  You have already helped so much with the stories and videos posted.  Thank you so much!!!  I hope you find this story helpful.  It goes to show there can be a great outcome from a bad situation.  More updates to come :-).

She was a little whiny at first when we put her in the crate last night for bed, but that ceased quickly.  She played with her doggie before going to sleep.  We got up this morning and I tried to take her out to potty but quickly realized that I can not lift a 60 lb. Rotti, so I called my son who got her off the porch and then she proceeded to check out the snow and the yard that she has been away from for a week.  We haven’t heard her bark in a week, but when my son ran up on the porch, Myia was in my room and quickly jumped up to bark.  We know that the “barker” still works.  She is moving really good, but we have to remind her to slow down, she loves to run.

Before the accident

I know I'm not supposed to be on the porch or in the front yard, but....

After the accident/Post surgery

She loves the snow

My 2 big little babies laying in the floor.