Ok, I have to admit I've been sticking my head in the sand, trying to ignore the fact that Beckett's limp is not going away. Tomorrow he is booked for an x-ray. I am more nervous now that the appointment has been made since I have to acknowledge it. Don't get me wrong, I have always made sure they get the required visits to the doctor. There is just something about this that has me on edge. Sounds strange to be praying for arthritis or a sprain...