I am pleased to report, I did not kill my dog. File that right under things I never thought I would say. Yesterday, as we pulled into our driveway, our dog, Buddy, chased after us (as always) and I ran over him. He took off for our wooded ditch and even though we searched and searched-about 4 different times-we never found him. My heart was heavy as we got ready for church and went. I had told the girls he was probably really busted up inside and went off to die somewhere. I was crushed. The kids were crushed. AND we thought the dog was crushed as well. We all prayed for him before bed.

He is not the smartest dog in the world(that is my other dog, Thunder, who I have posted on before) but he is still a pup, about 11 months old. He wondered into our back yard sometime shortly after we returned from Disney and appointed himself our watch dog. He never leaves our backyard and loves us completely. He was gone from 4PM(when I ran over him) until sometime this morning. I should interrupt this blog to say we had one big storm last night, the kind you don't sleep through-lots of lightning and thunder and loudness. My husband was up about 4:30 after not sleeping real well and then came back to bed. Up again at 6:30 and that is when he said to me, "There he is!" And I said, "Buddy?" "Yep, hurry, go let him in" (words my husband would never say under ordinary circumstances). So I grab a towel and go hug his big chocolate lab neck and tell him how sorry I am. He licks my face completely and lets me know he forgives me completely. He has a few spots on his leg and a slight limp. Other than that, he is a big old bouncy pup. He still got to come in from 6:30 until the kids got up. If he had not drank a huge bowl of water, he would still be in, but we have no idea about his potty-trainedness. He has never been in more than 15-20 minutes. We had some doggy pain meds from an experience with Thunder so I give him one. I was all ready to take him to the vet as soon as we all got up and ready, but I now have decided we will take a wait and see approach. He stands on the leg a little and there is no swelling. It also has a good steady pulse at all parts of the foot. We are thinking we would not like to have $300 of x-rays to tell us he is just gonna be sore for a few days. He would not have let me examine him like that if it were broken. I may wrap it up for him if it still hurts him tonight.

I am so thankful our Buddy is home again, guarding the swingset and laying in the sandbox. To paraphrase Forrest Gump a little...He's nawt a smawt dawg, but he makes a good pet.

Oh, Julia-I do have hypothyroidism and take a small dose of synthroid for it. Since my Mom is a diabetic, her mom and dad were both diabetics, I have always had my blood sugar monitored closely and it has always been fine. I do think sugar is like poison to my body though and I feel so much better without it!! Especially knowing I can still have forms of chocolate sometimes!!