Did my back in last fall. Stood up at work and now it'll never be the same. As I spent all last winter layin on the couch, not in pain just bored outta my skull, my then girlfreind says she wants a dog. So of we go to the pound and pick up "OUR" new dog. Months go by and finally the doctors make up their mind that surgery is required to correct the herniated disc. So after the surgery, the complications and the "recovery", WSIB says no more fixin cars for me. As I'm layin in th hospital my then girlfriend waltzes in and announces that she's done, can't be with a guy like me anymore. But since we got Spade together she is still our dog, so for months we just share her. Well last Tuesday she decides that since she has a new "man" in her life and things are going so well that she doesn't have to let me see my dog anymore. I actually went to see a lawyer, turns out that a dog is considered property and since she filled out the paperwork at the Humane Society while I was playin with the dog she only put her name on it. I have no legal course of action. So J-Roc my heart goes out to you, wishing for a speedy recovery. But take solice in the fact that Indy is in a better place, I get to carry around that Spade was used as a weapon against me.