Bad Foot Tank
I'm posting late today because we had an incident last night with Tank. He slipped and tore his nail at the base. To say it was painful would be an understatement.
He bled buckets all over the floor. I finally calmed him down enough to put pressure on the bleeder and stop the geyser.
I checked on him throughout the night to make sure he wasn't developing an infection or swelling.
As he was dozing, I got a better look at the tear and managed to snip the fur around his toe so I could see it more clearly.
It was bad. The poor baby had torn his nail at the base, right where nail meets foot.
I called the vet's office as soon as they were open and got an early appointment. But here's where I had to make some hard decisions.
Tank reacts violently to anesthetic. It was obvious he'd have to be sedated to cut this nail because of the location of the tear. Topical numbing agents wouldn't deaden the raw nerve, and injecting him with a topical anesthetic would only cause him more pain with all the needle pricks he'd have to endure.
My choice: Either let the vet take the nail off without anesthetic. Painful but quick. Or take the chance with anesthetic and hope he doesn't succumb to three days of nausea.
I opted for no anesthetic. I swear to you, I felt his pain as clearly as it had been my own. We taped his muzzle shut to prevent him from biting anyone and three of us hung on to him.
The vet was fast, thank goodness. He cut the nail cleanly, but it took all three of us to keep him still while the vet dressed the wound and bandaged him. As soon as they put him back on the floor I took that tape off his muzzle.
Tank was very upset so I tried to make it up to him. We headed straight to Sonic and I got him a double meat cheeseburger and some water. I'm not sure if he's forgiven me yet, but he did enjoy that hamburger.
He's snoozing now. I'm keeping Nana away from him for now so he can rest comfortably.
Hugs and good wishes to Tank are gratefully accepted. The poor boy could use them.
He bled buckets all over the floor. I finally calmed him down enough to put pressure on the bleeder and stop the geyser.
I checked on him throughout the night to make sure he wasn't developing an infection or swelling.
As he was dozing, I got a better look at the tear and managed to snip the fur around his toe so I could see it more clearly.
It was bad. The poor baby had torn his nail at the base, right where nail meets foot.
I called the vet's office as soon as they were open and got an early appointment. But here's where I had to make some hard decisions.
Tank reacts violently to anesthetic. It was obvious he'd have to be sedated to cut this nail because of the location of the tear. Topical numbing agents wouldn't deaden the raw nerve, and injecting him with a topical anesthetic would only cause him more pain with all the needle pricks he'd have to endure.
My choice: Either let the vet take the nail off without anesthetic. Painful but quick. Or take the chance with anesthetic and hope he doesn't succumb to three days of nausea.
I opted for no anesthetic. I swear to you, I felt his pain as clearly as it had been my own. We taped his muzzle shut to prevent him from biting anyone and three of us hung on to him.
The vet was fast, thank goodness. He cut the nail cleanly, but it took all three of us to keep him still while the vet dressed the wound and bandaged him. As soon as they put him back on the floor I took that tape off his muzzle.
Tank was very upset so I tried to make it up to him. We headed straight to Sonic and I got him a double meat cheeseburger and some water. I'm not sure if he's forgiven me yet, but he did enjoy that hamburger.
He's snoozing now. I'm keeping Nana away from him for now so he can rest comfortably.
Hugs and good wishes to Tank are gratefully accepted. The poor boy could use them.
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Please let him know that I send big hugs and head rubs his way.
And big hugs to you as well, Maria. Tank is your special gentle giant and I know you felt every bit of his pain as your own.
I know how much he adored you too, so those hugs are extra special to him.
Hope Tank feels better soon. It was a long and painful healing process for Bear. :(
I still remember her very confused face as she laid down and we made her put her foot in the bowl. She did enjoy all the special treats she got as well as the added bonus of having her comfy bed moved to the living room during the day.
I don't blame Polly for attacking. I'm sure she was in a lot of pain. I'm glad at least you were able to anesthetize her. That's a blessing.
Hugs and kisses to EVERYONE!!!
(Maria - I think a glass of wine is in order for you. Maybe a couple glasses.)
And ugh on the nail tear. George did that once and i hope he never does it again. For him, though, he had ripped it off so thouroughly the vet was able to take it off without any further pain.
Poor Tanky. I'm glad he got a cheeseburger out of the deal
The only thing worse than going through a crisis is being the person 300 miles away who can't help comfort his boy.
I hope George is back to his old self. There's nothing sadder than a sick puppy.
Maria hugs and belly rubs for you too, I know those knots in your tummy are still hanging on even though all worked out well after all the anguish you both faced during the proceedings.
Nothing worse than a poor pup or kitty getting their nail caught like that and then ripping it, my babies have done the same but luckily for me it was minor because you would have had to given me anesthesia rather than my pet if a medical procedure would have been called for Maria.
Tank is tough. He never cries unless it hurts. My poor baby.
Greg comes home tomorrow night. He'll really be spoiled then.
Hugs and pets from Vegas :)