When we first adopted Pixie she had two broken legs.  Her previous owners (if that’s what you can call them)… maybe I should say – Her previous captors brought her in to a shelter with these two broken legs and said that Pixie (at that time called Jolie) had “jumped off the bed and broke her own legs”.  Sure.  And I can change the color of my hair with my mind.

Regardless, at least they brought her to a shelter and didn’t throw her into a river somewhere.  Too soon?

On top of the two broken legs, she only weighed about 2 lbs and had mange so badly that she lost almost all of her hair.  For any of you who don’t know what mange is – it’s a bad case of mites.  So, how did she get that, captors?  From jumping off the sofa?

The shelter, being as advanced as they are in the medical field, used popsicle sticks and tape to try and hold her two front legs straight.  Yes, this is 2010 and I said they used popsicle sticks.

Thankfully the Heigl Foundation (yup, as in Katherine Heigl) came along and adopted her from the shelter and gave her a temporary home at a Vet Clinic who could properly take care of her legs and mange.

She had to wear casts the first weeks she was with us and they had to be changed every week or so.  She could still walk in them and because they were hard – we could always here her coming a mile away as she tap, tap, tapped her way to us.

Luckily, popsicle sticks and all, her legs healed perfectly.

She’d figured out how to get around in those casts pretty well.  But when the casts came off she sort of had to learn how to walk again.  You can see her right elbow sticking out a bit as she carefully makes her way, but no worries, she now walks like gangbusters.