My poor murphy has hurt himself this morning out on a dog walk. He was having a lovely time, we'd only been walking for about 5 mins when he started limping slightly but he still seemed happy. Both of the boys jumped into a brook that they like to go in but Murphy couldn't pull himself out. He started to panic and started to move away from me. I managed to get down on my hands and knees on the bank and help him out by his collar. When he got out he couldn't put any weight on his back leg.
I put him back in the car and thought I'd see how he was and ring the vet this evening if he was still bad. However, after about 1/2 hour of being at home, I could tell he just couldn't get comfy so I phoned the vet who said to take him straight in.
She thinks he's either damaged his hip or has some ligament damage. She's given him a painkiller injection and has given me Metacam for him for the weekend and I have to take him back on monday. If he's still bad on monday, she will do an xray and he might have to have an operation. I feel dreadful in case I hurt him when I pulled him out but there was nothing else I could do.

He's now asleep in the conservatory and is feeling very sorry for himself, although just managed a half wag of the tail when I looked at him. Bless him! I've got to let him have complete rest until monday - not even let him out in the garden except for a quick toilet visit. Trouble is - the boy is my shadow and follows me everywhere. Think the housework might have to wait for today!