How do I love thee, let me count the dollars…
Well, Chewie’s at the surgeon’s right now.
$2300. And it was a genetic deformity that was waiting to happen. It wasn’t swimming at the lake house, or going uphill, or anything like that. Apparently some part of her tibia was badly positioned, and the ACL had to tear to compensate for it.
6 months of rehab–no jumping, no climbing, nothing like she likes to do.
I used to deride those people who got pet insurance. Now, I’m kinda wishing I had it.
I hope she’s ok. You might consider making her a ramp to get on the furniture she likes. After she’s recovered a bit, of course. My mother-in-law did this for her arthritic dog.