I didn’t want to talk about Sarge’s accident until we got him home, but since so many have asked, here it is.
And let me say up front that the few times I’ve told this story to someone in person, they invariably gasp and pull a hand to their mouth.
So you might want to skip it, even though you know he’s pulled through.
So.
On Wednesday afternoon, our dog sitter was driving him home and — for some reason — Sarge jumped out of the window.
His leash got caught as he did, though, and as a result … he was dragged behind the fast-moving car for a decent stretch.
His walking harness protected his chest, but of course his paws, legs and sides were pretty badly cut up.
We didn’t know if he was going to make it, and originally we worried he was at the very least going to lose one of his legs.
As horrible as the accident was — and it was a freak accident, don’t get mad at the sitter in my mentions — like all accidents it brought out the best in people.
We’re so thankful for everyone who has shown us so much kindness and shown Sarge such good care.
Another driver — a man named Steve — was the one who saw Sarge was being dragged and got our sitter’s attention to stop.
And then Jim and Bob from animal control raced him to Princeton Animal Hospital, where they took amazing care of him those first few hours we were panicking.
His doctor at PAH said that he’d be in better hands at the Red Bank animal hospital in Mt. Laurel an hour away — and then offered to drive him there in her own car to keep an eye on him.
And then the doctors and nurses in Mt. Laurel were just phenomenal to him and us too.
And, honestly, all of you too. We all appreciated the kind thoughts and warm photos, and especially the folks who shared stories and images of their own dogs who’s had major accidents and recovered well.
When Sarge was trending, my kids realized how many people out there cared.
So thanks to everyone for helping Sarge recover and also for helping me recover a little bit of my faith in humanity too.
There *are* good people out there.
Look for the helpers. And try to be one yourself.
Sarge is overwhelmed by the attention.
If there were any doubt Sarge is on his way back, the wild look in his eyes as he snarfed down some bits of pork tenderloin should erase it.
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I do love that the guy who’s repeatedly attacking the children of a civil rights icon and screaming about CRT from his campaign Twitter account in a desperate plea for votes calling *them* “race profiteers”
The King children know that their father anticipated many of the same issues called out by CRT … and that work made many people denounce him divisive and made him quite unpopular.
He had a 75 percent disapproval rating the year he died.
Looks like he’ll make it but several days in the animal hospital ahead followed by a couple months of recovery. Ugh.
Pupper prayers appreciated.
Thanks so much for all the kind words.
Avoided the worst. No broken bones, but lots of cuts and scrapes. Ugh.
The doctors and staff at Princeton Animal Hospital are pretty damn amazing people, so a very special thanks to them and the Animal Control guys who got him there.
Unbelievable.
It seems Sarge isn't out of the woods just yet, so thanks so much for the kind thoughts and prayers.
What if I told you this speech was not, in fact, praising Jefferson Davis but condemning the culture that held this "cadaverous figure" up as some kind of hero?
On Tuesday, I told my students that one benefit of studying history is that you can not just understand the historical analogies that fill our public discourse but you can also determine who's butchering the comparisons.
I mean ... Nope. Jesus Christ, no. No? Completely wrong.
We already had "medical Jim Crow" in this country and it looked nothing like this and, no, this is not remotely like segregation, and Jesus Tapdancing Christ, please read a book by someone who's never been on Tucker Carlson's show.
(whispers into the void) please stop telling undergrads who are applying to grad school to email prospective advisers and ask for a Zoom meeting before they've even applied, please, I'm begging you, this helps no one in the process
Look, I get the instinct behind it, but I must've gotten close to a hundred emails last fall -- one Monday in October, I got four -- with a few dozen asking for Zoom chats (several straight up asking *when* we would chat) and ... I just can't do it. Wish I could, but I can't.
Even if I could do these calls, they're not as important as the people pushing them believe.
We make admits as a field (20th c US), so I'm one of 9-12 profs making the decision. Even if I have my heart set on someone, I'm one voice on the jury.