I adjusted her back end – it took about a minute – with Lucy growling and squirming
and then I stepped back and suggested Dad let her go. Lucy stood stock-
Mum and Dad stood astounded, not sure whether to accept the relief they felt or hold their breath in case she went back to stiff and slow. I was happy, I could see Lucy was in a completely different place. We all watched as we discussed the situation. I told them that I thought she had been barged in the back end by someone or something, and they remembered a football match a week or ten days ago when she’d got between the goal and the ball, and one of the bigger kids had shot at goal, and caught Lucy around the hip, full on. “That would explain it!”, I said.
Mum burst into tears and Dad looked a bit thoughtful. I asked them to bring her back
for a follow-
Lucy the 14-
And then one day, Lucy swung at one of the kids’ friends as he ran past too close and made contact, nipping his calf sore. The fuss that ensued was quite understandable and Mum and Dad became quite upset that she was getting more violent. It seemed Lucy’s days were numbered.
Lucy was brought in to see me. She was moving slowly and awkwardly, tired and drooping. I could see her eyes darting about all over the empty room trying to understand what was happening. Her nose would be telling her that lots of dogs have been in the room before, some of whom had pee’d in the corner! It will also have told her there were no unusual chemical smells. Even so, she was nervous.
We had to put Lucy in a muzzle before I could assess her, she was so intent on swinging round at me with teeth bared, even with Dad trying to hold her head straight for me. I quickly found major misalignments in her pelvis and lumbar region. After some discussion about the pain this would cause, we decided to go ahead with treatment.