Well I got an early Christmas present today, the vet says that Amos can come home tonight when I get done with work.  The surgery went well, and he is eating soft foods already!

As to what it was.... I found out that last Wednesday (which was a "snow day, no school") that my daughter was playing with the dogs outside in the yard.  When she put them back in their kennel, she thought they were cold, so she gave each one of them a blanket.  That is where Amos tore his up, and ate some filler.  She saw the mess in the kennel and quickly hid the evidence.  She admitted that she put the blankets in, but she did not see Amos eat anything.  As we sat down and I explained to her that we cannot put things with the dogs without watching them or teaching them what they can do, big tears built up in her eyes.  She asked me if this means that she has to quit being a "junior dog trainer"?  It about floored me, I told her no she doesn't have to quit, but to learn that we both have to be more careful with our best friends.

Merry Christmas to everyone, and scratch your dog behind the ears for me.

D&D