On last Wednesday night, I let Chewy and his BFF out to play, we live 10 miles from the nearest neighbor and have over 35000 acres of wildlife refuge surrounding us so the boys have always been able to play freely and they never go further than yelling distance.  Neither came home that night, I panicked.  We spent that night and the next looking for both until the wee hours of the morning with no sign.  Friday evening as I was leaving work, I got a call, Chewy was home but injured.  We rushed him over an hour away to the emergency animal hospital for treatment.  Chewy had been gored by a wild boar, severe laceration to his front leg with a major break, the bone is broken totally in half.    We were given the options, put him to sleep, attempt a repair that won't allow him use of the leg and will cause pain for the rest of his life, ( he developed an infection in the leg while trying to get home), if the infection spreads then two weeks down the road he may require amputation anyway.  We opted to go with amputation to try and allow him a full life with as little pain as possible. Since it was the weekend, Chewy was sent home for the weekend with antibiotics and pain medication.  He went in this morning for his surgery.

Now the doubts of did we make the right decision for him? He's actually done well the last two days even with his front leg being useless. I couldn't even think about not having him around, this brave little guy was severely damaged and crawled for two days to get home. Our little hero deserves every chance.

We also found his buddy miles away, with a few minor scrapes.  From what we can put together the two of them came across a wild boar that they had a fight with, Chewy was injured and the two dogs headed home.  Coyotes were out that night and found the pair, Chewy's buddy took them on and led them away in pursuit of him.  Chewy was able to hide until it was safe to make his way home. His buddy was picked up by a kind man a short time later, the good Samaritan, is built like my husband and drives the same type of truck, so when he stopped to check on the dog who was dazed and confused, he climbed up in the back of the truck thinking his daddy had found him and he was going home. We were able to find him online as a found dog and bring him home.

We have learned so much from this, both dogs will now be micro chipped.  We will also add to our fencing to keep them contained and safe.

Waiting now to hear how surgery went. Hoping my little guy recovers quickly.