When we got home, he kinda walked in circles and paced around. He got a big drink of water, walked around the couch and got another drink. He went to his bed, did a circle or two, laid down, got up, went to the water bowl... I had to lay down on the floor with him to get him to stay in one place. I have never seen him so loopy. It was sad and cute all at the same time.
He was much better the next day and seemed to be back to normal. On Sunday we took him and Bella to Nevada City for the Nevada City Classic bike race (which Lance won). A little daddy time on Father's Day...

I was trying not to think about the cancer possibilities. Not an easy task. We finally got the call on Tuesday. NO CANCER!!! WOO-HOO. He is healing up nicely and taking his meds and ointment like a big boy. He looks like a prize fighter though...