Poor Ellie

So our weekend was kind of eventful. I think it kind of all started on Friday. Steve and I have a 2 year old Weimaraner named Ellie. I noticed that her back foot was swollen and red. Upon further inspection I realized, to my dismay, that she had a peice of cheat grass embedded in her foot. (really gross) This happened to us, oh about 2 months ago. 2 surgerys, 4 vet appointments and 500 bucks later we got her all fixed up. Man it was stressful. Not to mention expensive. Can you tell I am an obsessive dog mom? Anyways. I was panicing to say the least. We did't really have the money to fix her and every vet I called wanted payment in full. A-holes. Well, I was freaking, nervously I started cleaning. And to my Delight I found a check....What?? I was so confused. How did we miss a check in the mail? It was from Steve's auto accident a few months back. There wasn't major damage but the other lady was at fault, so he got a settlement. What a life saver. So we got the dog patched up and made some nice plans with our new found fortune...Ha well, not exactly a fortune but it feels like it to us.