I came home from my son's football game this afternoon to my dog sitting on the front porch. My stepdaughter was home so I just figured that she had let him out for a while. We all noticed he was limping and whining so I started checking him over and came up with blood on my hand. I called the local vet and got the answering service - of course the office is closed and now it's an emergency call. Scout and I load up in he truck and meet the Doc at the office. She checked him over and took X-rays - sure enough, there's a pellet just plain as day. It went in the front of his right shoulder and is lodged next to a rib just behind the shoulder. The vet was absolutely wonderful with Scout, and only charged me $245. The money doesn't really bother me - yeah, my hunting season is now not going to happen, and I may have to juggle bills until the middle of the month, but at least I know my dog is OK. What really bothers me is the simple fact that some dirty rotten (explative) (foul word) (censored) (naughty) (could get banned for saying this) person SHOT MY DOG! I think I know who it is, but I can't prove it. I am going to call my State Trooper buddy and have him knock on some doors, but I kind-of hope he does'nt tell me who it was if he finds out. Like I said, it's not about the money. But you can be sure that if I find out who pulled the trigger, I am going to take it out of thier backside. Sorry for the long winded post, but I just had to get it out. He is on 3 different meds, and I have been almost obsessing over him since we got home. Lots of lovin, and some good treats for him tonight.