Duke the Bunny Hunter

How cute is my puppy?

The doctor appointment on Friday has left me feeling uneasy. The orthopedic surgeon (who is an amazing man without a huge ego or God-complex) told us that the complications of this knee injury has made him decide to refer Ryan to a top knee "guru" who deals with these kind of severe sports injuries all the time. He called the Detroit Lions' top docs and they said they refer their complicated knee injuries to some doctor in Pittsburgh. The sports trainer at our doc's office has been making phone calls to the specialists and is dealing with our insurance so we can get Ryan scheduled immediately.

So far I've heard nothing since it's the weekend, but Ryan said they called him and mentioned something about sending him to a doctor (who trained under that Pittsburgh doctor) who works at the U of M hospital. I was not impressed with U of M when I had to go there but then again, I did not see a knee surgeon. I am trying to put it in God's hands but I'm being a worrisome mom again. There's just so much that can go wrong with a surgery like this and it makes.me.sick. when I think about it. I just cannot express how thankful we are that the peroneal nerve is still intact. This could have cost him the use of his leg if it was damaged. Surgery could still damage it and that is a chance we have to take because it has to be repaired it will not heal on its own. I'm just waiting through this weekend to find out when and where the surgery will take place.

In the meantime, I'm trying to busy my mind and body...doing little projects, laundry, cooking, shopping, etc... I am strung as tight as a piano wire. Sometimes gathering information can backfire on you...I did some digging around on the internet and I found more information than I cared to read. It has left me feeling queasy and uneasy. I just have to remember to "plop it in God' s lap".

Okay...so my posts have been beginning to sound like a medical blog...for that I apologize. I'm a mom who worries and as I've said before...Me and God are working on that...

...so I will end this post on a funny dog story.

Today there were several large bunnies hopping around in our back yard. My dog happens to love bunnies because they are just about his size. Well Josh saw the bunnies and decided to let Duke out to have fun chasing them. The bunnies scattered in several directions and found their escape holes in our fence...all but one fat bunny. (must have been pregnant) She got stuck halfway in the escape hole and Duke was biting at her back end and was gnawing on her leg. Josh grabbed the dog and ran in the house to get some wirecutters. He cut the fence so the fat bunny could get through....so the Elvis song has been stuck in my head ever since.

"you ain't nothing but a hound dog, cryin' all the time...you ain't never caught a rabbit and you ain't no friend of mine."

Well folks, Duke is obviously not a hound dog...but I didn't know Lhasa Apsos were hunting dogs.

The Dukester is a bunny hunter.