Andrea is taking Rainie Roo back to the vet on Thursday for a second look at The Bump. Just thinking of something serious being wrong with her makes me very upset. I would hope that fate has decided we've been through enough in the last couple of years when it comes to sick dogs and spare Roo any agony. In some ways, there's a sense of pressure when it comes to Roo that she has to be perfect since she's most likely the only dog we'll ever raise from puppyhood (Patrick was 15 months when he came to us, still very much a young man but not the 16 week old 28 pound joy Ms. Roo was when she arrived.) Please send good thoughts Roo's way.