he's whipped it, whipped it good...

so i came home this morning from work, walked in the door, and there was tucker with his tail between his legs. i thought maybe he was scared cause, ya know, he never mans up. i didn't think anything of it. i went to bed. an hour later i get woken up by a 64.4lb dog on my chest whimpering. i ask him what's wrong. he doesn't answer. i kinda patted him on his butt and told him to go to bed. the loudest girliest wussiest yelp ever came out of the little monster. egads! what the hell? after much yelping on his part i am able to ascertain that the pain is coming from his tail which is now bent all crooked like. i message the jew and she says he was all grumpy and in pain last night while i was at work too. hrmph. i say i think his tail is broken. i google. sure, enough, the examples of broken tails look just like the little monster dogs tail. amputation is the only option. bigger hrmph. i tell this to the jew. we decide to take him to the vet. he's spending the day there while they figure it all out. the jew & i are very concerned for our baby. after all, tucker does have two mommies.

in regards to us both being concerned & trying to manage the little guy, the jew had this to say:

jew: " besides, we haven't been super gay together in a while."

true. very very true.

---i'll update when we know more---

UPDATE!

the vet says that the little monster dogs tail is more than likely just badly sprained and not broken. he's on some medication to make the pain subside & thus by make his grumpy subside as well. if he doesn't get better by mid-week we'll re-evaluate the situation. the jew picked the tuck up from the vet and he (tucker, not the vet) peed on the floor. if that's not a perfectly healthy monster, i don't know what is. :)