Alright, here's the pictures of the pup that I promised to post. We've named him Dakota which means 'friend, ally, forever smiling.' Suits him well I believe. 
His surgery went well if not a little more difficult than the vets originally thought. There was a lot of scar tissue and muscle damage from the initial trauma. Right now he's doped up on a LOT of pain meds and sleeping. He can walk around but he refuses to use his left hind leg. It's sore and he doesn't realize that he can. I'm going to have to give him physical therapy for several months before he gains confidence in that leg again. My brother and mom will have to take over the physical therapy once I leave and head back to college. For now, I'll be doing it.
He's still REALLY underweight. He weighs 55.2 pounds. He should be at least 100 pounds. When he's full grown he'll weigh WAY more than that.
And even though I’m walkin’ through The valley of the shadow I will hold tight to the hand of Him Whose love will comfort me And when all hope is gone And I’ve been wounded in the battle He is all the strength that I will Ever need And He will carry me
