THIS is my magnificent Formosan/German Shepherd dog in all his gorgeousity.
Notice the natural position of his tail, held at full-mast 95% of his waking hours.
THIS is my sad Formosan/German Shepherd dog with a Limp Tail:
If Ever There Was a Need for that Little Blue Pill...
As much as I'd love to crack all the Viagra jokes I can about this, that plus Loki is generally an easy mark, I just can't. He's in a lot of pain. Thanks to Mango and his DOH helping me google-diagnose Limber Tail Syndrome on Sunday evening, I could actually get some sleep until yesterday morning when I can take him to the vet.
I took him in when Juno had her water-treadmill physical therapy. Loki had to stay in another room, lest he distract Juno from her 20 minute workout. Within 30 seconds, the vet discovered he could open doors. Ooopsie, I forgot he could do that. My bad!
The vet dismissed over-use as defined by Limber Tail Syndrome and thinks Loki rough-housed a little too much, took a fall and went in one direction while the base of his tail went in another. I'm not saying I disagree with him, but I know Loki. His athletic dexterity is much too great for such a mistake. I'm pretty sure last week running him 3 times on the bike and two long-off leash forest hikes filled with cracked-out zoomies and his new sport "Juno herding" was probably too much. Especially considering the first 6 months here he was confined to leash walking.
He's on metacam for three days and if not better by then, we'll have x-rays to see if there's a fracture. Though, I'm pretty sure this is muscle strain from over-use.
But go ahead and crack all the jokes you want. We could use a good laugh!