He actually broke it February 24th, about 12 hours before we were leaving to go to Mexico for the week on a multi family vacation, OF COURSE. The accident was pretty bad. I wasn't there but this is how I heard it happened.
Quinn was out with the neighbourhood parents playing with the kids and the dogs were out side on the front lawn. This is a bad habit we got into here because the dogs would dig themselves out of the backyard in seconds. They'll tear up any stretch of lawn under the fence to get out and since the neighbors on both sides have open yards, that's a lot of opportunity to dig a hole and run out. It's not that they want to run away, they usually just come and sit on the front step until we try to find them in the backyard and figure it out. They just hate to be penned up without you. Eventually we gave up trying to keep them there and had them out front with us when we were out front with the neighbors. Not only because they seemed to enjoy it but because we're staying with family while we wait to move into our new place and it's really REALLY hard to watch your dogs tear up other peoples yard...their prized yard.
For two COMPLETE NUTS for dogs, they've been very responsive and aware of the boundaries when out front. However, nothing could stop them from running after a squirrel they'd spotted across the road. But it was when Quinn called them back to our yard that one of them was hit. It was a hard hit, the Jeep came around the corner doing at least 50 (which is the limit but seems awfully fast when there's family and kids out in front on their yards), and didn't even see the so didn't slow down. Thank goodness only one was hit and THANK GOODNESS, he only suffered a broken leg. Quinn was so so devastated and in shock. I was happy it was just a broken leg because being from the veterinary industry, I knew could have been so much worse. It was all I could do to convince Quinn that he should still go on the family vacation with us and that Calvin would be fine with Quinn's brother. I think Calvin faired better here with his new broken leg that week than Quinn in Mexico..he just couldn't get the sounds out of his head.
Calvin is recovering quite nicely. The staff at Alouette Animal Hospital and specifically Dr. Orser did a fantastic job fixing him all up. We've smartened up too. Leashes for everyone and when they go out back, I go too. For now, Calvin runs as if he's always run on three legs and religiously pees on the fourth..so we call him peestick.