I don't have a digital camera, so I'm working on using up a roll of film to show you what this poor skinny baby looks like. Everyday I tell him that I love him. I wonder if he has ever heard those words before? No wonder his leg is hurting. They kept him outside all the time with not much people contact, I'm sure. He loves to be petted and rubbed. He just talks and talks (just like my Wolf would). Shiloh will come over and groan and talk back, too. He is such a love. I can't wait til he feels better. We go to the vet again tomorrow, to see how the stitches are doing. I'm going to see when the vet thinks that he could have x-rays taken. Then I'll send him up to Skokie to have it done. The aspirin doesn't do a thing for him.