Poor Pitiful Petey

Petey's old hip problem has flared up again. We first realized there was a problem Thursday night at bed time. Petey would not jump onto the bed. I finally got up and put him on the bed. We didn't realize at the time that he wasn't wanting to jump up. We thought he was upset because John got in the bed first, and Petey likes his patterns.

After I put Petey on the bed, he ran the length of the bed several times. He'd lay down and pop back up like he'd been stuck and repeat the whole process. Finally, he left. We laughed about how he sure didn't like things to change and didn't think much more about it.

Friday morning, he was again acting strangely. But before we wrote it off to Petey being Petey we noticed that he was clearly favoring his back right leg. I coaxed him in to eating a baby aspirin in some peanut butter, and we left for work.

When we got home. He was glad to see us but didn't do the Petey dance that we usually get as a homecoming greeting. He spend the rest of the evening in his ring bed. John pulled it up close to the fireplace and turned it on so it would be warm for him. He tucked Petey in his blanket and Petey stayed there all evening.

This morning he's walking around a little more and stretching some. He's still not back to his old perky ways, but he's better. I've given him another baby aspirin and he's back in his bed by the fireplace. He'll be better soon. We're just glad that this time, he's not acting like the drama dog, making us think he's about to die.