Answers? Now, that depends on the question.

You won't BELIEVE the day I had yesterday.  First, it started out with some serious extra snuggles from the momma.  I was totally cool with that.  Then the momma got my leash and I was all excited for a car ride... but once I got into the car, I started thinking...

Where the heck are we going?

 Then we arrived...

AH!  What the heck are we doing here?!?!

But, the momma said we weren't here for an emergency... but this is where my Special Dr. is also.  Phew.  Last time I was here it was super scary and the lady took me away from my momma and took pictures of my insides!

So, the momma checked us in, and ladies kept saying "Oh, he's so handsome" Yes, ladies... that I am.  And they kept coming over and giving me good scratches and telling me I was so handsome and soft.  Yep.  That's what a Corbin is, handsome and soft.  So, then the momma and I went into a little room.

Hey, where'd the Corbin fan club go? Why can't they come in here?

Then I met the nice Vet Tech lady.  She asked the momma lots of questions... but then she left too.  And THEN.  All with in 3 seconds, someone said my name outside my room, knocked on the door and OPENED IT!  Well, of course I thought it was someone intruding.  So I barked and growled and showed my meanest Corbin face!  Well, turns out it was just Dr. Bishop, my special back ouchies doctor.  He was cool and got on the floor and let me lick his face and nibble on his ears.

But THEN... Mr. Nice Dr. Bishop Guy turned into Mr. Let Me Take The Corbin's Leash and Take Him Away From The Momma.  

You're just going to let him take me?  No fighting?

Wtf.

 So, the Dr. Dude took me and made me all sleepy.  He told me he was going to take some pictures of my internals.  Ok, guy... I liked you and all, but now we're getting a little personal and I don't quite know how I feel about that.  Then he said that the momma gave him the permissions and I didn't have a say.  Traitor.

Anyway... I took a nice long nap while the did my photo shoot.  Then I freaked out and tried to break free when I woke up, so they gave me some more booze sleepy medications until the momma and daddy-o showed up to bring me home.

So, you've been reading all of this and thinking "well, gee Corbin, cut to the chase!!! What's wrong with your back ouchies?!"

We still don't know.

Yep, the momma and daddy-o gave them peoples 3200 green papers and still no clue where my back ouchies are coming from.  Dr. Bishop also shaved a square of hair off my butt and took a sample to send out to test for meningitis, those results should be back today.  But, he says my spine looks A-OK, perfect even!  So, the momma is happy that at least it's nothing super super serious that would require the surgeries.  But, still worried bc what ever hurts, still hurts. 

Missing butt hairs

So, we're going to see what the results come back for the meningitis - but Dr. Bishop says it's quite a shot in the dark, but something he sees often with young dogs with back pain.  If it does come back negative, we're going to try doing some chiropractic work now that we know it's nothing skeletal... or possibly acupuncture.  Not really sure what I'm in for with those two things, but daddy-o said something about sticking needles in me?!  wtf... although, my buddy Bart had it done, and he says it helped his pain.  So worth a shot, I guess!

Anyway... here's the recap if you didn't want to read through all that stuff...
-Momma's mean
-Dr. Bishop Dude is nice and gives me booze to make me sleepy and tells me I'm handsome
-MRI came back showing off my perfect spine
-Tested for meningitis, results today or Monday
-Leggies look okay, nothing super serious that would cause my ouchies (might not have mentioned that...)
-Acupuncture or Chiropractic work possibly to help my ouchies depending on meningitis results.
-Momma's bank account is just as ouchie as the Corbin!

So, I guess if you're asking how perfect the Corbin's spine is... you got your answer! But, if you're still asking why the Corbin's ouchie... Nope, no answer yet.

 Glad to be snoozin' at home instead of at the VETs.