Tag Archives: Roadtrip

Don’t Step on the Dog

Ripley, one of our dogs, had back problems. He could have been partially paralyzed, so serious back problems. After his vet had put the kids through college repairing Ripley!s back, she told us about a permanent fix. So, after two operations, there was an operation that would have prevented the two operations.

Of course, the surgery was available in Oklahoma, at the OSU veterinary school.

So, Virginia and I packed Ripley up, and drove to Stillwater. Lovely Stillwater.

The night before Ripley went under the knife, we had to take him for a pre-surgery check. Virginia was walking him on a leash, and he stopped short. Now, normal people wouldn’t be walking right next to a dog. Normal people would probably trip over the dog and cuss. Virginia didn’t want to hurt Ripley’s back, so she jumped aside, and ruptured her Achilles.

I tried to get the vet to put her down but he wouldn’t listen.

Ripley survived surgery. Virginia had surgery years later.

She still can’t jump.

It’s OK, You Can Drive

So, my mom-in-law refused to fly, so if she came down from New Jersey to visit, it meant we had gone up to get her.

We would split the driving, usually.

Of course, one trip, someone decided to load some extra stuff in the car. As she wandered out of the house with a blanket and some pillows, she missed the edge of the step. (“Down goes Frazier!”)

Now, it’s officially a “road trip”.

Off to the ER we go. It’s just a sprain. Whew. She didn’t have to do too much paperwork because they found her in their records. Sad.

I did all the driving, while someone sat in the back with her feet up.