Our sweet Steven was hit by a car this weekend. I let him outside for 5 minutes to explore and the little bugger disappeared. We hunted and hunted for hours, two tearful kids and a wicked case of anxiety myself. As it neared dusk I saw him out of the corner of my eye on the road, a truck passed and he darted out from under it. We were all so thrilled to find him that I didn’t notice he was actually hurt. Inside when we let him down on the floor his back legs hung limp as he yowled and tried to pull himself to a dark hiding place. Aw man, it was brutal!
But somehow, miraculously, the little devil escaped the whole ordeal with only a fractured hip. I escaped an $1,800 vet bit as long as I can keep him on bed rest for 30 days. It’s hard explaining to a tiny, wild boy the he needs to take it easy while his bones heal.Geez, what a scare! Thank god he’s got those extra lives stored up.