Sunday, March 27, 2011

Toe Jam

Jackson and Sophie were racing around the yard this evening. Suddenly Sophie yelped and started hobbling. She came inside, and we could see that she was favoring her left front paw. We got her up on the couch to take a look.

Trouble. Normally, her four toes line up like the four fingers of a human hand. But her outside toe was sticking off to the side, like a thumb. Stacy and I had the same thoughts: broken toe, emergency vet on a Sunday night.

Then, while we handled her paw lightly, the toe suddenly popped back into place. I don't know if we did it, or Sophie did it, or if it just happened. Once it happened, she didn't seem to be in any pain, and she was able to walk around normally. Now, a few hours and a longish evening walk later, she's fine.

So I guess the toe was dislocated rather than broken, and I guess dislocated greyhound toes spontaneously pop back in sometimes. My mental model for this comes from my (fairly inept) basketball days. A hard pass or a sharp rebound could occasionally jam a finger. The on-court solution: pull the jammed finger back out and keep playing. No harm, no foul.

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