(This is a follow on from Part 1 so please read Part 1 if you have not already done so – see previous post.)
So all is hunky dory again. Toffee seems fine. MIL and daughter-in-law took her to their vet on Saturday morning and got her checked out – nothing really wrong – just age.
We spent some time in the pool yesterday afternoon. Toffee found an old bone of Buddy’s which she dug up and was happily chewing this in the middle of the lawn – Buddy is not bothered about this. Buddy is swimming with us and likes the water. We eventually get out and dry ourselves off.
Hubby and I go back inside to get dressed, Son no 4 is still drying himself on the patio. Both dogs have followed him inside. They have a quick snarl at each other (like they have done many times before).
But this time, the snarling turns into a full blown FIGHT.
Hubby and I can hear it from the bedroom and we come rushing through. The fight has now made its way outside and both dogs are trying to kill each other.
I use a broom to try to part them, we are pouring water on them, my mother-in-law is trying to grab one of them by the head and pull it away. I am shouting at my mother-in-law to please not put her hands anywhere near the dogs as she may be injured (and that is all I need). Hubby is trying to part them, Son no 3 and 4 are rushing around finding leads and bringing more water.
Nothing helps – they just keep going for each other.
Eventually I manage to grab one of Toffee’s legs and Hubby manages to grab one of Buddy’s legs and we manage to part them.
Leads are put on them both and they are seperated.
Toffee is locked up in the side passage of our garden and Buddy is locked up on the patio. Buddy is limping and can barely walk.
So now what…. This can obviously not happen again and Hubby and I agree that Toffee needs to be put into kennels for the remainder of the renovations. It is just not worth the risk of another incident like this.
Broke the news to Son no 1 last night – didn’t want to put this extra expense on his plate as it is money they could use towards the renovations but there is no way I am going to allow the 2 dogs to socialise again.
Toffee seems fine this morning. Buddy will not get up – he is awake and he is trying to wag his tail but is obviously too sore to get up. I give him a good feel all over to see if I can find any visible wounds.
Hubby insists he will be fine – “just leave him alone” he says. I cannot leave him alone – I am worried and insist on taking him to the vet.
So off I go to the vet again this morning – to my usual vet!
Vet examines poor Buddy – he is badly beaten and bruised and all wounds are superficial. He gives him some pain meds and back home we go.
Dogs are still seperated. Son no 1 is looking into various long term kennels and they will hopefully be able to board Toffee within the next few days.
And so life continues….