Thanks everyone for all the well wishes. I assure you that the love you feel for me is quite mutual!! The veterinary did not seem too concerned about my inability to see out of my right eye and even performed an advanced test that consisted of coverning my good eye and trying to poke my bad eye with his finger. He was careful not to touch any whiskers or eye-lashes that could trigger my touch sense, and I blinked! This indicates that there is at least some sight in my right eye. The vet says that time is the key to my full recovery, but I have kind of gotten use to only one eye and I am confident in my ability to maneuver through this harsh world regardless of my sight. Does anyone know if I can park in one of those good parking spots if my sight does not come back? Also, I wanted to mention that despite the three hour wait the Emergency Vet was very good. We were put an exam room almost immediately, which is good because all the other people there seemed to get really bad news about their babies and my parents did not want to hear anymore of those sad stories, and the delay in treatment was probably due to the fact that my injury was not deemed life threatening.
This is a picture of me as a little pup. It was this cute face and wonderful personality that made my parents fall in love with me...thereby leading to three hour hospital waits without hesitation. I shall endure, but apparently I cannot play hard for a while because a rise in blood pressure (which is associated with hard play) can actually damage an injured eye on occaison. Thanks again for everyone's concern.
Snarf everydoggy later,
Winston, The Grand Duke of Pugsworth