checking the legs

She was so excited to leave the house and go in the car--looking out the windows, sniffing the breeze.

And then she realized where we were and she was not getting out of this car.   

Nope.

She flattened herself to the seat and even tried a little growl at us.  So we went around to the other door and Jay took the handles on her harness and lifted her out facing backward.

Nice try, Elin.
 

And she didn't want to get on the scale.  He picked her up by the handles, 123 pounds.

She was happy to see the vet, but didn't really want any x-rays, tried to limp noodle her way out of it.  The vet said once she was on the x-ray table, she just let them do the x-rays.   I'm sure she was thinking, "These crazy people."

But she said her legs look fine, healing looks good.  Keep on doing the same routine until the surgeon looks at the x-rays and lets us know what level of activity increase and when.

So glad.  Fingers crossed she goes on to have a healthy life.

Love, Val