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Tucker out and about - Only 6 weeks after his amputation operation, Tucker is back on form with very little noticeable effects, many don't realize he only has three legs!

Tucker

Did you say Tri-maraner? Is that a new breed?


Tucker is a stunning looking Weimaraner, with the most amazing eyes, who came through Weimaraner Rescue of Northern California via a foster family on the Peninsula. The family worked very hard with him, they made every effort to include him in their family and coach him to change some habits but in the end they felt overwhelmed, he was quite a handful, but they did not want to give up on him so I offered to take him on a as a project rather than see him go back to Reno.

Tucker has a thing for squirrels! A bit of a “nutcase” in the sweetest possible way!

He is still quite spirited and opinionated; he “talks” with growls and barks which is quite cute once you get to know him but might be a bit intimidating if he was your first dog. He has matured nicely and is very affectionate, he likes his comfort and prefers to curl up on the sofa or lie alongside his favorite person for a cuddle. He is obedient to the people he trusts. He is normally a little stand off-ish to strangers, especially people who think he should adore them because they admire him. He is a big chested guy and has a very deep bark, all male! He does not use his bark unnecessarily, but when he does he will make someone think twice about coming in to the house or yard uninvited! I came home one day and let him out in the back yard only to hear a yell. I went out to find four PG&E utility men all scrambled up the same ladder seven or eight feet from the ground with Tucker at the bottom talking to them! They had come in over the back fence to trim the trees while I was out.

He was out running with Ranger (GSD mix - go here for Ranger's story) on the cliffs by the Pacific Ocean playing chase when they took a wrong turning and leaped off the cliff. My heart was in my mouth, it was a long way down to the sandy beach and although it was not vertical it was pretty steep. I had several dogs with me and we ran to the edge of the cliff where they disappeared, and the first thing I saw, with a sigh of relief, was Ranger bounding down to the surf line. A moment later, expecting to see Tucker following him, they were never more than a few feet apart, there was Tucker, standing there. Not moving. We ran to the trail that would normally take us down the ravine to the beach, when I reached the bottom he was still in the same place. Then he saw me and gamely started towards me and I could see, even through the tears in my eyes, he was hopping on three legs, one of his back legs not being used at all. Of course this was all at 6am on a Sunday morning!

We went to the vet’s and spent a couple of hours taking xrays and so on, made an appointment with the orthopaedic surgeon for Monday morning, doped him up on pain meds and took him home.

Wow, that Tramadol does the trick, I feel like I am floating!

The surgeon wanted to repair the leg, it was his specialty. I, however had just spent the last 18 months curing Tucker of his “personal space issues” and was feeling very concerned that the many operations required to pin and plate the four or five breaks in his foot and leg, do a complete hip and socket replacement over a period of several weeks or possibly months combined with the wrapping and dressing the wounds, the immobility of the rehabilitation and the pain of the healing process would do irreparable damage to his social graces. He has always been a little ADD and I could not imagine how he would cope. So although it was not an easy decision I did decide to consider amputation.

So now Tucker is a tri-maraner, he has coped very well, he adapted to the three legs very quickly and was keen to play frizbee within six weeks of the operation. Of course I wish it had never happened but as it turned out I think it was the best decision for him in the end. He has a great quality of life and the other dogs accept him with his handicap without question.




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