Remember Janis Joplin’s opening line in Me and Bobby McGee? “Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train / And I’s feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.”
Well, that’s how I’m feeling tonight in Amarillo…
After a long drive through a hot and dry Northeastern New Mexico and Northwestern Texas from Albuquerque to Amarillo, we arrived at our hotel about 4 PM.
Turning left across stopped traffic to get into the driveway, we were hit by an oncoming car in the curbside lane.
After traveling around 12,000 safe miles, it was shocking and upsetting to get into an accident on the way home.
Neither Max nor I was hurt; the driver of the other car asked to go to the hospital because her neck hurt – probably whiplash.
Tumbleweed didn’t fare so well. He’s looking pretty seriously wounded, as you’ll see from the photos below. I’m hoping we don’t have to take him out and shoot him.
I think it looks pretty bad, and I’m feeling pretty discouraged tonight. We’ve had such great adventures, us three tumbleweeds; I hate to think I may have to give this car up…
On the other hand, I have great insurance – remember Kathy Bates in Fried Green Tomatoes: “Face it girls, I’m older and I have more insurance,”? – and Max and I weren’t hurt. At ALL.
As a matter of fact, here’s a picture of that little tenderfoot resting on his bed here tonight:
And another Wednesday afternoon in Taos:
The bandage on his foot is related to his earlier limping, not the accident. He woke up Wednesday morning with his lame foot badly swollen. I decided to supplement his pain meds with some homeopathic Arnica and some Rescue Remedy for dogs, so we went over to Whole Foods.
When I came out and checked on him to give him the Arnica and Rescue Remedy his foot was bleeding. So, it was off to find another vet…
Long story, short: We found a great vet at Good Shepherd Animal Clinic in Albuquerque. She diagnosed a foreign object, such as a cactus spine, or some other spiny desert thing.
After shaving his foot, draining the injury, and flushing it, she bandaged him up, and sent us off with antibiotics for the severe infection.
She also warned me that whatever it is, it’s still in there and migrating its way out – probably the back of his leg… “So,” she told me. “You’ll be somewhere along on your trip when that happens, but don’t panic! Just find another good vet and take him in to be treated…”
And then we went to Taos for the afternoon – a story that will have to wait for another time, as I have no energy for the telling right now.
I’m off to a hot shower and bed. Tomorrow, as Scarlet so famously said, is another day.