Toby the Tripawd

First of all, thank you all for your lovely comments! I appreciate all the support! Sorry it’s been so long since my last post, life tend to catch up with  me. Toby was happy to hear that he had so many fans!

Toby sleeps through the first day home excitement. 🙂

Toby was very sleepy!

I thought I would post about Toby’s post-op. I only met him a few times before the surgery, and honestly, at this point I can’t imagine him any differently than he is now. His recovery was a speedy one, a few sleepy days with a pain patch in the beginning, but then he catapulted back to health. His surgery was smack dab in the middle of the North Carolina blizzards, so Toby’s outside time had to be pretty short in the beginning for fear of falling in the ice. But, in the end, I was the one who ended up falling on my rear all the time! Luckily, after a while for him to heal, and a pair of Yak-trax for me, we were able to enjoy the great outdoors. Toby LOVES the snow, too bad he doesn’t get any here in Georgia.

He’s done very well, better than I expected him to so soon after his operation. He was going up and down stairs like a champ, climbing into the bed, and even reaching my top drawers to shred my clothes. 🙂 He’s a joyful boy, and I’ll have more to tell next time!

Howdy everybody! I’ve been a quiet observer now for awhile, but I figured it was about time that I joined the rank of tripawd’s members. I found the site a couple months ago when battling with the decision of if I should adopt the beautiful dog that was sleeping off the anesthesia at the E-vet’s office I worked at. Toby is a black pitbull mix that was being fostered by a lovely lady, and had just had his back right leg amputated. He was less than a year old, and his leg hadn’t grown in correctly. The BB that shone on the x-ray probably didn’t help either.

So, he came in for his operation, and my love-affair with him began as I led him to his kennel and took off his harness. Betraying the “mean pitbull” stereotype, he showered my face with slobbery kisses as I undid the buckles on his harness, radiating warmth and happiness even though he’d already had some hard knocks. Even when he was asleep, his innocent little face tugged on my heart as I shaved and cleaned him up for surgery.

When my shift was over, and I was going home for the night, his surgery was just beginning, and something about him made me drag my feet as I left to drive home in the snow. When I got home, I researched three-legged dogs, finding this site along the way. I was comforted by the love and spirit of the people here, and it helped me to decide that there was no way I could let Toby go home with anyone but me.

I’ve had Toby for less than a year now, but I cannot imagine him not being around. His joy and zeal for life helps me to look more positively on my own. I love him, and these will be his stories.