I had a thoroughly enjoyable long weekend at the den.  Bea and I systemically rid our domain of the rabbits.  Mother tried to cheer us on, always following and wondering where we went.  She wasn't much help except that the louder she yelled our names the more she made the rabbits run.

My enjoyable weekend came to an end this morning.  I was just settling down to get ready to defend the clinic from all intruders when in came Luigi the police dog.  Sure he looked all tough -- ears forward, sniffer working, but I was not afraid at all and I let him know it.  My parents and all the helpers were really impressed that the big dog didn't get nervous or misbehave.  He was a true professional.  Even I couldn't scare him away.

He was at my clinic today to have a special procedure in the no-awake-dogs-allowed room.  It was so special that Dr. Quinn surgery woman came to work on Luigi.  She was in that room for what felt like days.  "That sure was a lot of surgery" she said tiredly "We removed his spleen, tacked his stomach and took out a perianal mass.  I guess you could say he's a new dog from stem to stern". 

My dad was particularly worried about the way Luigi's spleen looked, "Well, that's not right" was all he could say.  "I'm so glad we took this out" he added. 

Luigi didn't really smell like a new dog to me.  Other than the odor of red syrup he had his basic scent of  leather and confidence.  Everyone was so happy to see him when he woke up.  Vocal Vonnie said that she would consider being a police officer just to have a dog like that.

Now I don't have to remind anyone that dogs like that come in all sizes.  I mean you won't see a single rabbit anywhere around my house, and I didn't even go to a fancy training school.