A pig toe. I fed him and Luka whole pigs feet last Friday. Luka must not have eaten her hoof and left it in the yard and he found it yesterday because there's no way that the hoof would just now be digesting.

So it sat out in the hot sun for a week and dried up and then he ate it yesterday or the day before, is what I'm thinking.



Anyway, he's out of surgery. I went and saw him and I just broke down crying. He wasn't fully awake yet and could barely lift his head. He has a huge incision, 5 or 6 inches long, and 10 stitches. It's too soon to know if he'll be coming home tomorrow but I get to go see him and the doctor will tell me if he can or if he needs to stay. I want him home tonight. It breaks my heart knowing that he'll be all alone when he wakes up. They said that someone comes in to check on patients during the night, which I guess makes me feel a little better, but I'd rather have him here.

I feel like this whole thing is my fault. If I had just gone and checked to make sure Luka did eat the whole thing, this might not have happened. Oh well, I guess you live and learn. And the dogs won't be eating in the yard anymore so that I don't have to search for uneaten stuff. And no, there's no way I would blame or give up the raw diet, so if anyone who is thinking about raw is reading this - don't let it scare you. Accidents can happen with kibble too.


I do appreciate all of the good thoughts. Please keep them heading his way, he's got a painful week ahead of him.