We talked to a chiropractor for dogs. She adjusted his back, gave him a big ol shot and told him he was pretty. (He needs to be told he is pretty at least 10 times a day) I liked this doctor much better than the first one.
Mowgli is spending the night at the hospital tonight, I'm not sure if he will be home tomorrow. We are meeting with an orthopedic specialist tomorrow to see what we can do for my little pup.
I cried as I got back in the car with Brad. I instantly missed him. Thoughts of him being scared, alone and in pain make me tear up. Plus, neither of us are used to not snuggling with each other.
I packed his favorite toys to keep him company, and left him with a big kiss.
Mowgli and I sure do appreciate it.