Well, we seem to be getting Tino into a little routine. We moved our mattress into the living room (so if he falls out of bed, he only has about an eight inch drop) and he sleeps between my and Bryan's pillows. I take him out in the morning, set him on the ground and say "Go potty!!!" while firmly gripping his 4 foot lead so he can't put pressure on the broken leg. Then I coax him to eat and drink a little, and hand him over to Bryan or stick him in his peanut shell. He loves his peanut shell.

I left him at home in his crate this morning, but had to go get him at lunch time. I know I probably sound like a nut, but he's just so vulnerable right now!

That's all that's going on in my life. I'm a crazy dog lady.