WoW! That wound looked pretty nice this past weekend, when compared to the fresh pics. I mean, my sick self would have been parading it around and showing it off and slapping it and making up some huge story to make myself look like more of a typical big guy LOL. Good job staying more collected than I know I would have been in the same situation(some furniture would have been thrown somewhere LOL).
I am glad that you brought that up. I have been bouncing back and forth as to whether I should keep on working her, or looking at it as she earned her right to just be a fat couch dog. I am going to be enrolling her in the next OB and PP classes, because out of all my dogs, she's the one I think would be a great way to break my Girlfriend Mary into the world of bigger dogs than 10lb Boston Terriers. Besides, Mima doesn't have the amount of respect for her that I would like, and I figured that instead of me enforcing that upon her, for Mima and Mary to form a working bond, and hopefully that will make both of their lives a bit easier.
I will say, however, the search has been narrowed, and I am hoping to remember to bring it up to you at tomorrow's dinner.