With out his manhood!

Tonight was a tragic night for our little Banks. He went and got 'em "chopped". Poor little guy. Franklin had his done when he was a puppy, but Banks hasn't yet and he is almost 4 years old. So... I talked Jeremy into getting it done in the hopes that it will help him to be a calmer dog. I didn't worry about the surgery one bit for the day and then when we went to go pick him up he looked the saddest I've ever seen him look. Just look at him.

He was so doped out on medication that he didn't know where he was and couldn't even stand up. To make matters worse, they had to put those little cones on his head because he can't stop licking himself. He has to wear it for a whole week.


Here's a picture of what happened to him when I put him in the back of my Rodeo. He just fell face forward. lol You can see his one back leg is straight out in front and the other is in back. His front legs are all mangled and don't look comfortable at all. All night long he ran into walls with that cone. And the funny thing was is that we'd have to re-point him in a new direction before he'd start walking again once he ran into something. Funny, but sad. lol

At home:

We just enrolled Banky's to puppy classes every week for the next 2 months. "We'll get you up to speed little guy!" :)