Poor Mara! My parents’ final dog, Rosie, mis-judged a jump, banged her neck, and lost most of the control of her hind legs. Surgery cost about $4K, which amazed my mother, both at spinal cord surgery for a dog and because (for spinal cord surgery) it was relatively cheap. The surgeon said that, because dogs are used as research and practice animals in schools, in some ways they know a dog’s spine better than a person’s. (This was back around 1998, I think.) Rosie recovered beautifully and lived almost another decade; she had some trouble getting her strength back initially, and my father had to boost her up up onto their bed at night. Her little legs would tremor ever so slightly as my parents made sure she was comfortable. Then one night my father wasn’t immediately available, so Rosie jumped up in one smooth motion and walked around the bed looking for the best spot. “Rosie!” cried my mother, who reported that Rosie got an Oh crap, I’m busted look, followed by her poor little legs shaking ever so slightly… After that, she (usually) had to get herself up on the bed.

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