Hey everyone, thanks for all the kind words. I'm doing much better. They said all the excitement just had my heart beating squirrely. Took quite a while to get it settled down. Probably because I was still pissed!
The tests came out better than expected. ( All the good Kharma you guys sent.
) I still have to see a heart surgeon about the valve but will cross that bridge when I come to it. They're suppose to call me to let me know when. Some time in the next week or so. Good news is, he's suppose to be top gun at it and none better. I'm suppose to take things easy and no more getting between fighting dogs.
As to my Boxer, he's doing fine. Came out with a few war wounds but nothing that needed stitches, four scars on his face he wears proudly. Just so you know, and this for the anti gun folks too, I have a CCW Permit and had two handguns on me. A Kel Tec PF-9 and a Kel Tec P-32. Only once did I even let it be known I was carying. After I got control of my Boxer the kid kept saying how lucky I was he didn't shoot him. I had enough and told him, " No, it is you who are lucky! Had you shot my dog I'd have shot your's. Pointed it at me and you'd have been next! " Then I pulled up my shirt so he could see my 9mm. His eyes got big and he turned such a pretty shade of green.
So see? Just because I carry I'm not a Cowboy......just a pissed off Indian!
PS, While I was in the hospital my wife let the neighbors know, any time outside my Boxer will be on a leesh. For his sake not their dogs sake. Every time we take him out the first thing he does is hit a stance and scan the yard. He's still pissed too. My wife told them if I see their dogs on my property again I'm shooting on sight!
My Bud...Max when he was about 7 months. He's 1 1/2 now.
