Hope's hips have become a bit more problematic in that her hind legs sometimes get crossed and she trips herself. She's 14 years old, grey around the muzzle, harder of hearing, and we think harder of eyesight lately. But we'll all probably be that way to when we're the equivalent of 98 years old.
Thursday night Hope went down the ramp into the yard. Unfortunately on her return trip up the ramp her hind legs got crossed and she fell off the ramp. This was the first time that had ever happened. We heard her hit the house and rushed out to her aid. We helped her regain her wits and catch her breath before leading her out and guiding her safely up the ramp and into the house. Nothing was hurt except her canine sense of decorum.
So Friday I was off to Coshocton Lumber to buy the wood necessary to raise the sides of the ramp from six inches in height to 36 inches to prevent any further falls. It took me all the afternoon and into the dark to get the rough (and I do mean rough) construction pulled together. Lord willing, I'll post pictures of the "finished" product tomorrow.
Sizing up the project.
Cutting the OSB sheeting.
Would you trust this guy to work on YOUR dog ramp?
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