My Third Child

I had to take Maverick to the vet yesterday. If it's not one child going to the doctor, it's another. Since Josh is out of town, Sarabeth & Anabelle joined us. It was a circus! Poor Maverick is having trouble with either his back or his back legs. He can't walk up the stairs, and can't put any extra weight on his back legs. Usually he has his front paws on Sarabeth's chair the entire time she's eating to catch the crumbs so we knew something was wrong when he couldn't even do that. After a hefty vet bill, a shot for the pain (Maverick, not me!) and some doggy pain pills we came home. Yes, my dog is on pain pills. The vet thinks it's just a sprain of some kind, but if he's not better in a week or so they will do x-rays. I was trying to explain to Sarabeth that he's sick, so all day she's been walking around saying "Baba kick" (Baba is her name for Maverick). It's pretty cute!

Our little "Baba"