As the photo tells, this foot is wrapped. Names have been excluded to protect doggie identities. The said doggie wouldn't want anyone knowing she has a boo-boo and is now wearing this turquoise bandage. But then again, maybe it's considered chic, and she'll learn to think it's cool and hip, and all her other doggie friends will want one too?
Kidding aside, this is obviously little Tovah's paw. Unfortunately, the wrap job is crappy but try holding a moving puppy in one hand, while attempting to stop the bleeding with the other by use of a towel. Then, opening the hydrogen peroxide bottle to clean the wound, putting EMT gel (great stuff) on the wound, and then having to use your teeth to rip the vet wrap. This is of course while still holding the said moving puppy who is not at all happy about this.
Then, I realize this vet wrap has no chance of staying on, so I add a few pieces of tape which more or less has somewhat kept the wrap from completely falling off. So far, she hasn't managed to tear the entire thing off, but that's only after attempting to wear her out with fetching and squeaking lots of toys! I'm hoping the wound will be sealed in 24 hours, and I can redo the wrap. This time, it'll be a lot better since I now have an idea of how she is in this type of situation.
So what exactly happened you may ask?
Honestly, I'm not sure. I let all the dogs out when I got home in the afternoon. Suddenly, I heard a yelp from her but thought one of the other dogs had run her over. I don't notice any blood until I see Daphne (my white Boxer) with a streak on her back. I look around and then see splotches of blood in the snow. I sort of turn panicky here, trying to figure out which dog is bleeding. I finally discover it is Tovah. Apparently, something sliced the heel of her pad on her front left foot. I have no clue what it was other than something sharp. Nothing was found in the yard when I checked.
It's funny, these situations really make you feel like a mother, even if it is just to a four-legged furry friend. You hope to mend the wound, not worry about it or her too much, and let her go on playing as if nothing happened. Yet, still, you keep a watchful eye as all mothers do.
*Of course, this was only a minor incident. If the injury would have been worse, then there would have been no playing but bed rest.