I took him to our farm so all the dogs could play, he chased after a feral cat in the night and fell in between 2 big lava rocks. He must have been so scared and frantically got himself free. Our other dog and Uncle found him 12 hours later swollen and immobile in the sun. His limbs are worse than broken, his back leg has torn tendons and ligaments, the bone is detached from the leg. On the same side, his front leg bone is fractured and completely broken and displaced. The x-rays show the damages. I trust the vet, I know they can help him.
He can’t walk or stand.
Rock is the type of dog that will gaze lovingly at you gladly accepts hugs and kisses. He came from the pound as an unwanted 10 week old puppy and came into our life. We go to the dog beach and lay out together in the Hawaiian sun. I call him him Rock, Rocky, or Rockypoo. I work! This bill is just too big for me right now.
Thank you for reading, Aloha.