The Duo and I had a wonderful time playing in the forest yesterday afternoon. The snow had melted and refrozen into a state where walking was possible! You have no idea how happy that made all of us!
We started in the meadow where brown grass as tall as me in places still sways in the wind above the snow.
I planned a longer than usual hike because a certain jet black labrador had been getting in mischief all afternoon. His cup of energy spills over.
But, to our utter amazement, after many months of healing and gradually building up his strength, he ran again. As you all know from my photos, he runs like a maniac these days!
To everyone's amazement, when we sent in R's xrays for evaluation by the OFA, they declared that he had "normal" elbows. Our vet called and explained that we "knew for a fact" that there was a major genetic defect in his elbow based on CAT scans and surgery. Our vet offered to send any additional records that they might need to correctly evaluate R's elbows. The OFA refused. They said that they must do all cases the same way... and they don't reevaluate on request. So, contrary to what the breeder, the vet, and we wanted, R appears in the database as having "normal" elbows.
It shows me that I shouldn't place too much weight on the OFA records when I choose a dog or a breeder in the future. My respect for that organization plummeted due to how they handled R's elbow dysplasia.
Despite the OFA's erroneous declaration, the breeder is not breeding R's mother or father again to avoid this problem in future puppies. The breeder has acted with the highest ethics possible given the situation.
A sit stay...
I wasn't even thinking about R's elbow because it hasn't given him problems in so long. We climbed up toward Hug Hill and the snow got deeper. Off the trail, the snow was up to my knees and a tough crust covered it. As we climbed, I spotted our mountains.
Under a tumultuous sunset, I checked his paw for a cut pad or a broken nail, actually hoping that I'd find one of those curable and inevitable injuries of a very active dog. My exam was hindered by my goofy R wriggling and play-biting me incessantly. Unfortunately, his paw looked fine.