Some bad news

I'm visiting my mother in New Hampshire for the long weekend, and that means I also get to visit my dog and the two cats.  Last year, my dog, Rascal, blew out a ligament in her back right leg.  It happened when I was walking her.  I decided to let her run a little bit, so I started running, and she took off too - she loves to run alongside me - and only made it about three steps before she yelped, stopped short, and took all weight off her back leg.  She'd completely separated one of the ligaments in her knee joint.  Needed surgery.  Poor thing was in a lot of pain, but she did well with surgery, and she's finally pretty much recovered from that.  I've taken her for long walks, and then last weekend, I took her along with me for the first real "run" I've had since I I had surgery.  She did really well, and so did I.  I had missed running with her.  It was great to be able to do that again.

So, this morning, I went out to walk the dog. As usual, I walked a ways out with her while she sniffed out a "spot".  Once she was done, she looked energetic enough that I could tell she wanted to run.  Bouncing around and whatnot.  So, we started running... and within a couple of strides, the same thing happened, only with the other back leg.  

The vet isn't open today, so all we can do is make her comfortable.  She's just in obvious pain right now, and there's nothing I can really do.  With an animal, you can't explain to her why she's in pain.  I've got an ice wrap on her leg, and she's sitting quietly next to me.  It's just so upsetting, but I can't do anything.  She's reluctant to eat.  

*sigh*  I'm just posting because I'm sitting here and needed to tell someone about this.  My dog is going to need surgery again, I know it.  She's got this look on her face like she knows, too.  Anyhow, I've got to stop typing because she's nudging me to hold her paw.  I'll be around later.