Why is this blog named “It’s Unusual”? Because these things only happen in my world.
Stormy (aka The Storm-meister) was diagnosed with “Happy Tail” a few weeks ago. What is happy tail you ask? Well, let me ‘splain:
Happy Tail is directly related to having the most ridiculously ecstatic dog known to mankind. A dog that has no enemies, will never guard our house and just wants to love and/or be loved by someone. A dog whose tail never stops wagging and wagging very enthusiastically. As a direct result of this enthusiastic wagging, said tail will eventually whack into something that will cut it open. Once cut, there is no way possible for it to heal. Why? Because it whips around so furiously that it is either going to slam into a wall or piece of furniture, or whip onto it’s own back so rapidly that it opens right up again. I cannot tell you how many times this dog would come out her crate clean and within seconds had covered her own body in stripes of blood. Our house looked like a set from “Dexter”.
So, off to the vet we went. And there we were educated on Happy Tail. Three vets:One diagnosis. The only solution? Remove most of the tail. Which is what we had to do. It was a terrible decision to have to make and it broke my heart. But, we had no other options. I had tried every possible method of protecting her tail and nothing, I mean nothing worked. So, on September 13 she had the surgery. And I was a mess. And she survived just fine. And she is totally none the worse for it.
The healing process has been a bit interesting. Oh, and stressful. Because I could find no information on how long it will take and what is involved. We are learning by trial. Wrapping the tail has been an adventure. First it was just a bandage, but she kept hitting it so hard that it would bleed. Then we had a bit of a vulgar bandage with a padded end (get the visual?). Now, we have an open ended syringe taped onto her tail like a reverse e-collar. Sedatives are our friend (for her, not us) and she has quite the resistance, but at least it calms her a little. We are 8 days into the process and she’s doing well. We should have another 7-10 days before she is considered “all better”.
Has any of this affected her personality in any way? Of course not!!! She still loves everyone (including the vet), still wants to kiss everyone up and still wags her tail ferociously. She’s more interested in controlling the toy and shoe population in this house than anything else.
And I wouldn’t trade her for the world.