Bailey got run over by a pickup

I arrived home Thursday, October 1, 2009, and entered the gate as usual, and as usual Bailey da Hound Dawg bounded toward me and met me at the gate. He gets excited when I come home because he knows it is play time.

I drove very slowly up the drive because I knew Bailey was walking near the truck and I didn’t want to hit him. But, somehow Bailey did get underneath the right rear wheel of the truck – I felt him get run over – and he started to yelp in that pitiful way injured dogs do.

I felt bad. I stopped the truck and jumped out and circled to where Bailey was. He was yelping and lying abnormally and I was sure his back was broken. I felt sick.

Pam came running out and together we took Bailey to the nearest vet. On the way, Bailey stopped yelping and allowed himself to be cradled in Pam’s arms as I drove.

At the vet, we were immediately admitted and the doctor examined Bailey. By this time, Bailey was walking around the examination room, but the doctor thought that x-rays were in order just to check for a broken pelvis or other broken bones.

The x-rays came back quickly and revealed . . . absolutely no damage whatsoever to this dog. The doctor examined Bailey once again and assured us that except for a couple of minor abrasions, Bailey was fine.

The little faker.

Well, Pam could scarcely contain her relief, while I could barely hold my temper. It appears that Bailey merely wanted to go for a ride in the truck. Pam originally didn’t want me to see the vet bill, but finally had to give in. Let’s just say that Bailey got a nice expensive joy ride.

I’ll get even. Pretty soon, Bailey has a scheduled date with the vet to be neutered. And in spite of what that’s going to cost me, I’m gonna laugh.

Dog lipped thing.