Mischief by Misty

One of my favorite blogs is called Mischief by Misty, a friend that I met through another friend, Liz. However, this blog is about my parents' dog named Misty--a year-old Australian Shepherd Mix (or so we were told) who is adorable, but quite mischievous from time to time. I actually call her Mischief every once in a while--she's just that rambunctious, but what else can you expect from a puppy, right? Anyway, this morning at around 7:00-ish, my mom calls me in a panic about something being wrong with Misty. For whatever reason, she couldn't walk on her hind legs. Mom starts bawling over the phone, insisting that I drive over to help assess the situation, as if I had any pertinent solutions to render. I took one look at Lucy and said, "we have to see what's wrong with your sister!" and she got all excited and ready to go. Without hesitation, we bolted out the door--me, haphazardly dressed (I didn't even make time to brush my teeth or my hair--gross!) even though I had to open mom's office in a little over an hour. When we arrived, the scene was quite depressing. My sister, grandma, brother and mom (in tears) sat in a circle around Misty trying to motivate her to stand up. I kinda sensed that she was still okay. She was very much alert and her tail was wagging in its usual wild manner, only she couldn't make her way over to me. Everyone suspected that it might have been the medicine she consumed last night (somehow she'd gotten her paws on grandma's medicine bottle), but I argued that she would've at least been unconscious or seizing or something. Whatever, my brother carried her to my car and he, my mom and I headed out to the vet. When Jon tried to carry her out of the car in front of the vet's office, Misty didn't want any of it. Instead, she comes out of the back of the car herself and proceeds to walk around the parking lot! By this time, mom was already inside the vet's office and I went in and yelled out to her that Misty was walking. She came out, and the three of us just started cracking up laughing at the poor doggie. She was still limping though and after further examination it was deemed that Misty was suffering from a pulled muscle and sentenced to three days confinement and pain medications. This is not surprising considering Misty is just a bundle of energy and can't seem to ever keep still! So there you have it! All kinds of emotions running rampant in the Ioapo Family this fine Tuesday morning! The things we do for our dogs! But really, these furry things are like our children and I'm sure you dog owners out there truly understand. Shoot, I have pet insurance for Lucy because of things like this! Anyway, now I'm sitting at mom's office hoping customers won't come in to see me like this, looking like I just rolled out of bed (which I basically did). I had to come here directly from the vet's office! I hope you guys had a good laugh. Have a wonderful Tuesday!