Oh thank the gods …. Toby is walking on his foot today. Still looks like he is favoring it off and on though – not sure we will show him this weekend, just a bit nervous with his foot or leg or ankle or shoulder or whatever it was that was making him limp for nearly 2 days that trying to show him for three days is just asking a bit much out of him.

Besides there is another month next month, right? Better to have him all healed and healthy!

So now he is under my watchful eye and under orders to rest – though he is already chafing at it — active boy that he is.

Hoping that it keeps improving.

Toby however is crushed. Why? Because right before he did whatever he did to hurt himself, he lost his beloved soccer ball. You never saw ANYTHING so sad and forlorn in your life. Ray threw the ball, basically lobbed it up high in the air, and this time, Toby jumped up and tried to grab it in the air, resulting in doing like a volleyball move with his snout, and the ball snapped up even higher and there it went right over the fence.

Just like that.

And he was just crushed. Kept going to where the ball was and peeking through the fence slats and then back at us as if to say – Fix it, daddy mommy, fix it, I done lost me ball, right it is RIGHT THERE I can SEE it, get it will ya please huh?

Sadly – it is a lost cause. it went into a “no man’s land” of sorts. Pretty much doomed to styay where it is… so we will have to buy him a new one. Cuz every day several times a day he’s looking at his beloved ball and begging us to “fix it”.

Gods what a sweet baby. lol.

As for me, I’m just glad he’s not truly broken. Whewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!