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Instead of individually thanking you guys for your remarks, I figure I'd do another update. Thanks guys, really.
Harlee is going to be fine! They had me so scared that we'd have to put him down, because we didn't know what was happening. When my dad called the Shelter (Which is where the guy took Harlee, not the vet) they made it out to be a lot worse then what it really was. The suggested where we should take Harlee, and my dad did that.
I wanted to go, I really did, but I'm sick right now and I the thought of seeing my mangled baby was just too much. So, I stayed home and waited in bed for my dad to call me and tell me what was up. Of course, he forgot to call. So I got up and called him. He said that he was still waiting to see the vet but Harlee was interacting with other dogs & cats there, so he took that as a good sign. Also, the Shelter said Harlee just had a broken leg and some minor cuts.
My dad just called a few minutes ago to tell me that Harlee might not even have a broken leg!! Just swelling, the vet is going to keep him for two days to see. I'm so happy/relieved/thankful. I started crying when he told me that he was going to be fine.
It was a major flash back to when Bernie got ran over (and lived obviously) and when Ashlea died. I've come to the conclusion that I really don't want another dog. I love the two I have, and I couldn't handle becoming attached to another and having this happen again. Of course, I said the same thing after I lost Breeze & when Ashlea died. I don't know, I guess its just shock.
Anyways, thanks again guys.
Oh yeah, Harlee is so well that my dad is even going bowling tonight =\ Lol.
Harlee is going to be fine! They had me so scared that we'd have to put him down, because we didn't know what was happening. When my dad called the Shelter (Which is where the guy took Harlee, not the vet) they made it out to be a lot worse then what it really was. The suggested where we should take Harlee, and my dad did that.
I wanted to go, I really did, but I'm sick right now and I the thought of seeing my mangled baby was just too much. So, I stayed home and waited in bed for my dad to call me and tell me what was up. Of course, he forgot to call. So I got up and called him. He said that he was still waiting to see the vet but Harlee was interacting with other dogs & cats there, so he took that as a good sign. Also, the Shelter said Harlee just had a broken leg and some minor cuts.
My dad just called a few minutes ago to tell me that Harlee might not even have a broken leg!! Just swelling, the vet is going to keep him for two days to see. I'm so happy/relieved/thankful. I started crying when he told me that he was going to be fine.
It was a major flash back to when Bernie got ran over (and lived obviously) and when Ashlea died. I've come to the conclusion that I really don't want another dog. I love the two I have, and I couldn't handle becoming attached to another and having this happen again. Of course, I said the same thing after I lost Breeze & when Ashlea died. I don't know, I guess its just shock.
Anyways, thanks again guys.
Oh yeah, Harlee is so well that my dad is even going bowling tonight =\ Lol.