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Dec. 17th, 2025 07:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greenstormSomeone may be able to fund Solly's surgery. It's not for sure yet by any means, and I haven't spoken to the surgeon yet even to know if it's possible, but. There's maybe a little hope.
The issue is a couple CCL tear, which is to say, both her back knees are shot. The surgery is very expensive. There may be a possibility to do just one knee, which would in effect leave her a tripod but able to get around.
The meds are starting to kick in and she's moving more easily, which is both good and bad of course. Good because it means she has less pain. Bad because it's bad for her knees to move around more.
Bad because I realize just how much heart she has.
Avallu would die for me and will even listen to me most of the time. Thea takes her guardianship of the house and especially the front approach more seriously than I have taken anything in my life, with patient persistence. Both are made of heart, of that kind of huge persistence of spirit which makes them seem larger than life and certainly more than human.
Solly is newer. Not new, but newer. If it takes me several years to fully settle into a relationship with anyone, it's fair to say that I'm still sort of navigating my way with Solly as she grows and now through her injury.
When she first came she took over my personal guardianship from Avallu. He's taken more shifts lately and I thought it was just because his surgery made him feel better, but I know now that she has been in pain. When I'm on the property I'm never out of sight of one of them. When I start the truck Thea barks out the front gate to announce to the neighbourhood that they better be careful and back off when I come through.
I can already feel I'm not going to describe this right. I keep veering into comparison, but Solly is herself. She is a giant white fluffy mass of joy and love. Even in pain. She's a guardian dog, don't get me wrong: we've trained back the growl that was trained out of her and she has very specific feelings about when cats should be near her, for example. She gets the zoomies and plays with Thea, the two of them cantering around. But she especially loves people.
When she first came she thought she was a lapdog and although she's scared of getting up on the couch because it causes so much pain, she still wants to be in physical contact a lot. When I'm outside she'll come up to me -- she's always observing, and learning when I'll have time to stop and pay attention and when I won't -- and put her chin on my hand. She hates her collar and leash, but she could be led almost anywhere by gently rubbing her under the chin, during which time she'll stare up with adoring eyes and follow and follow.
She's extremely smart, to the point where she can learn something from one repetition, but she can also re-learn if what she picked up the first time wasn't right. She's a little less stubborn than the other two, not because she doesn't have her own opinions on things, but because she's better at assessing a situation and integrating both the realities of the situation and her own priorities into one course of action. It means that she's... I almost want to say not trainable because she picks things up so far.
And she just adores human contact. If I bend down when I'm outside with any hint that I'm not super busy or super hauling things she comes up and asks for a snuggle. Avallu bum-leans to snuggle, keeping his face to the world guarding, and Thea rolls onto her back for belly rubs at a moment's notice, but Solly wants as much leaning, snuggling, licking, sniffing contact as possible. It's astonishing to me that I was able to train her not to jump up on folks because what she wants is that full contact so much -- but she's content, even before the injury, to wait until I come down to her since she's learned that not just me, but everyone, would rather a dog who's close to six feet on her hind legs didn't jump up.
Instead, even more than Thea, she has perfected the melted, adoring stare.
And then when something comes she can't handle, like the herd of deer that were charging her (while she was having serious pain walking) she comes into partnership with me or the other dogs seamlessly. She'd hold ground and protect me when I bent to make snowballs, and advance the couple feet each snowball bought us, adjusting to what I was doing. She soon learned that they couldn't charge her through the fence, so she spent more time patrolling at the right times of day to warn them off before they came over.
I don't know. We'll see what happens. She's just... she's a very good girl.
The issue is a couple CCL tear, which is to say, both her back knees are shot. The surgery is very expensive. There may be a possibility to do just one knee, which would in effect leave her a tripod but able to get around.
The meds are starting to kick in and she's moving more easily, which is both good and bad of course. Good because it means she has less pain. Bad because it's bad for her knees to move around more.
Bad because I realize just how much heart she has.
Avallu would die for me and will even listen to me most of the time. Thea takes her guardianship of the house and especially the front approach more seriously than I have taken anything in my life, with patient persistence. Both are made of heart, of that kind of huge persistence of spirit which makes them seem larger than life and certainly more than human.
Solly is newer. Not new, but newer. If it takes me several years to fully settle into a relationship with anyone, it's fair to say that I'm still sort of navigating my way with Solly as she grows and now through her injury.
When she first came she took over my personal guardianship from Avallu. He's taken more shifts lately and I thought it was just because his surgery made him feel better, but I know now that she has been in pain. When I'm on the property I'm never out of sight of one of them. When I start the truck Thea barks out the front gate to announce to the neighbourhood that they better be careful and back off when I come through.
I can already feel I'm not going to describe this right. I keep veering into comparison, but Solly is herself. She is a giant white fluffy mass of joy and love. Even in pain. She's a guardian dog, don't get me wrong: we've trained back the growl that was trained out of her and she has very specific feelings about when cats should be near her, for example. She gets the zoomies and plays with Thea, the two of them cantering around. But she especially loves people.
When she first came she thought she was a lapdog and although she's scared of getting up on the couch because it causes so much pain, she still wants to be in physical contact a lot. When I'm outside she'll come up to me -- she's always observing, and learning when I'll have time to stop and pay attention and when I won't -- and put her chin on my hand. She hates her collar and leash, but she could be led almost anywhere by gently rubbing her under the chin, during which time she'll stare up with adoring eyes and follow and follow.
She's extremely smart, to the point where she can learn something from one repetition, but she can also re-learn if what she picked up the first time wasn't right. She's a little less stubborn than the other two, not because she doesn't have her own opinions on things, but because she's better at assessing a situation and integrating both the realities of the situation and her own priorities into one course of action. It means that she's... I almost want to say not trainable because she picks things up so far.
And she just adores human contact. If I bend down when I'm outside with any hint that I'm not super busy or super hauling things she comes up and asks for a snuggle. Avallu bum-leans to snuggle, keeping his face to the world guarding, and Thea rolls onto her back for belly rubs at a moment's notice, but Solly wants as much leaning, snuggling, licking, sniffing contact as possible. It's astonishing to me that I was able to train her not to jump up on folks because what she wants is that full contact so much -- but she's content, even before the injury, to wait until I come down to her since she's learned that not just me, but everyone, would rather a dog who's close to six feet on her hind legs didn't jump up.
Instead, even more than Thea, she has perfected the melted, adoring stare.
And then when something comes she can't handle, like the herd of deer that were charging her (while she was having serious pain walking) she comes into partnership with me or the other dogs seamlessly. She'd hold ground and protect me when I bent to make snowballs, and advance the couple feet each snowball bought us, adjusting to what I was doing. She soon learned that they couldn't charge her through the fence, so she spent more time patrolling at the right times of day to warn them off before they came over.
I don't know. We'll see what happens. She's just... she's a very good girl.
