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When I was about 11, I had an old mongrel dog called minnie. One day I was out with him and a dog jumped on his back. His back legs became paralysed.
The vet said the best thing would be to have him put down. There was no way I was going to let that happen he was a year older than me and had always been there.
So we brought him home, everyday my mum and me took him for 'walks' I held his hind legs and virtually moved him like a wheelbarrow. Everyday we massaged the legs and gave him lots of love and encouragement.
After a few weeks he started to stand, very wobbly and wanted to walk on his own, the problem was he was dragging his paws and they were becoming sore and started to bleed.
One of my dad's customers worked in a shoe factory and the girls made him a pair of little leather lace up boots so his paws were protected. Over time he learned to walk again, the only thing that was different was his tail instead of wagging from side to side it went round and round.
He lived until he was fifteen and died in his sleep.
So, I know this is a different case but he was happy at home and I believe thrived because of it.
He has survived for two days so Jacob is a fighter I am sure the stress of the vets is not helping him and he will be pleasead to come home.
Wishing you all love.
Lindax
The vet said the best thing would be to have him put down. There was no way I was going to let that happen he was a year older than me and had always been there.
So we brought him home, everyday my mum and me took him for 'walks' I held his hind legs and virtually moved him like a wheelbarrow. Everyday we massaged the legs and gave him lots of love and encouragement.
After a few weeks he started to stand, very wobbly and wanted to walk on his own, the problem was he was dragging his paws and they were becoming sore and started to bleed.
One of my dad's customers worked in a shoe factory and the girls made him a pair of little leather lace up boots so his paws were protected. Over time he learned to walk again, the only thing that was different was his tail instead of wagging from side to side it went round and round.
He lived until he was fifteen and died in his sleep.
So, I know this is a different case but he was happy at home and I believe thrived because of it.
He has survived for two days so Jacob is a fighter I am sure the stress of the vets is not helping him and he will be pleasead to come home.
Wishing you all love.
Lindax