And love this little guy I do. We all do.
A couple weeks ago he started limping. Did he hurt his paw? Would it resolve itself? The vet rendered a verdict: Copper had torn his ACL! Who knew canines had anterior cruciate ligaments?
While some dogs have surgery for this, I doubt this dog will. Instead, we're keeping him quiet and giving him medicine for pain and healing.
Keeping Copper still is not an easy feat. It means barring him from running across the backyard, something he wouldn't have attempted two weeks ago but now, as he improves, he would love nothing better than to do. I've barricaded the deck stairs (his only way out of the house without a leash) and he's walked a few houses up and down the street when he needs to do his business.
It's been an interesting interlude, this routine dog walking, quite a departure from the typical Copper experience, which involves holding on for dear life. Instead, the two of us have been meandering more, Copper sniffing, me musing — both of us slowing down and taking life a little easier.