Monday, March 16, 2009
Well, it was 12 weeks to the day (on Friday the 13th) when Eli tore his OTHER knee up. We were doing pretty great with the walks and got the OK on February 13th from the surgeon for resumed activity. I was giving him a bath, and while drying him off, he got a bit frisky (as we all do) and he started running around me with the towel when I heard the dreaded "yelp". Leg up, he booked into the house, laid right down, and hasn't been up since except to do his business outside. Off to the surgeon tomorrow for a consult, but both Eli and I are saying to ourselves "mmmm I have some recollection of what this is all about". The crate, the pen, the mats..... they're all coming out tomorrow.