It's okay, we didn't need to eat anyway...

I took the dog to the vet yesterday because he's been limping really bad for the last couple weeks, and it was pretty obvious he's not getting any better. So naturally the dog was really tense and the doctor couldn't examine him. So I had to bring him in this morning after a night of fasting so he could get some nitrous and they could have their way with him. While he was out they x-rayed his hip, cleaned his teeth, cut his nails, and lasered off this funky growth he had coming out from under one of his front nails. That growth was removed a few years ago, and it grew back in the same spot, only bigger. So this time I had it biopsied in while I'll have the results in a few days. Ends up the reason the dog is limping so bad is that he got a ruptured ligament in his knee. A dog's knee is kind of like what would be our groin area, the "leg-pit" so to speak. So the dog has to have surgery at an orthopedic surgeon in either Grand Rapids or East Lansing. I'm most likely going to the Grand Rapids one since it's closer. The vet-tech said it was so funny when he was coming out of his anethesia, he was kind of chattering. Like he was speaking in tongues! She said it was so funny seeing him like that. He's usually so petrified and he bites everyone who tries to pick him up or handle him. When my mom and I went to pick him up, the doctor talked with us about everything and then he went to get the dog. My mom heard a commotion and told me I better get in there, that she heard Sharkie squealing and he's going to bite the vet. I said I didn't hear anything and I stayed in the room. The vet finally came in, with the dog and a bloody hand.