Judge at the farm, ten months after spine surgery to help him walk again.
About seven months ago, we gave up on water therapy, the holy grail of therapy for dogs. In the end, Judge was still wincing and dragging both back legs. So I quit.
The Doc half-heartedly suggested excercises, but my brother sawed some PVC into pieces; I bought some weave poles and, voila! Backyard rehab.
All the above converging into this moment in the life of an eleven year-old Boston Terrier and a spring bull on a hundred year old cowpath in Harmony, NC.


5 comments:
We sure hope you are doing better Judge!! The picture is great. It looks like you are in a stand off against that bull! It sure looks like a very nice place!! Lots of love, Debbie and Holl
That's amazing that you were able to work your magic and heal your puppy dog yourself. Sounds like another career to consider.
That's amazing that you were able to work your magic and heal your puppy dog yourself. Sounds like another career to consider.
Yay ! Bravo to Judge and to his Momma !
That's what love and determination will do, isn't it?
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