Hey all. Apparently this Sunday started out beautiful and called for a hike; it ended, however, with doggie x-rays and a broken leg. Angus did what all life loving, slightly crazy, joyful pups do, he took his adventuring one step too far. Going up the boulders, it seems, was great fun, but the coming down after a nervous Dad called him back led to a misstep and a plant of the right foreleg between the boulders instead of on top. As Angus is wont to do, he was traveling at Hell-Bent-For-Leather pace, and once the leg stopped, and the body kept going, the only place to give was the bones. He broke both the ulna and radius in the right leg, and one of them in two places. Of course this means surgery as the Doc will have to put a pin in the double broken bone to stabilize the piece that is currently floating. They will go in tomorrow to see if the surgery can be done locally, or if they will have to head down to Vegas.
Dad is understandable distraught. At this point I don't know when he will be blogging again, most of his time will be with Angus. I will try to post as I get updates.