The Chronicle of Woos

Happy Sunday to all from Master Lightning.

Life at the OP Pack has been very busy, and the Momster says it is all because of me. I don't know what she means, but I do find a lot here to keep me busy.

I had my first visit to the V.E.T. on Friday, and I checked out A-OK. The vet tech brought me to the back room to get weighed and to have my temp checked. I don't know why they had to do THAT, I could have told them my temp was just fine. That part was not fun at all, but they did tell Mom that I was very good. The vet tech brought me back to Mom and told her I weighed 11.5 lbs. Mom looked at him and said "you are kidding, right?" He said, "No, I even weighed him twice because I thought it was wrong." Mom said she knew it could NOT be right but she decided to wait for the vet to come in. The vet lady was very nice; she even sat right on the floor with me and let me kiss her all over her face. She checked me all over, feet, ears, mouth, teeth, nose, tummy, joints, everything!!! Then she was getting ready to give me a SHOT when she looked at the chart and saw the 11.5 lbs. A very quizzical look came over her face and she asked the vet tech if he was sure. He told her he had weighed me twice. Mom chimed in and said she really thought I was closer to 20 lbs. So off to the back room I went again. Yeppers, I am a whopping 26.4 lbs. I guess that makes me a BIG BOY!!!

Mom talked to the nice vet lady about my fear of Dad's shoes and the little bipeds. She suggested that I might try wearing a special D.A.P. collar to help calm me.




You can see it here in this pic. Its effect should last for about 30 days. Mom said it was probably worth trying. I am happy to say that I am doing much better now with Dad's shoes. We will see how things go with the little bipeds when they come back tomorrow. Mom even got one of those collars for Thunder to see if he could get a bit more relaxed around me. We think it is working although we are still far from being good furiends.

All in all my first vet visit wasn't too bad. I even got to meet a really cool Weimaraner puppy in the lobby - she had the prettiest icy blue eyes. Too bad Mom didn't get her pic.



Meanwhile I have been spending a lot of time outside now that it isn't so intensely hot here. Mom was hoping to get some more good group shots like the one in that last post. But my packmates told me that it wasn't a good idea to look at the flashy beast all the time. We need to hold out for some really tasty treats.



So I tried to follow Thunder's lead and put my head down while he looked away from the flashy beast.



This time I tried it again while Phantom gazed off into the distance and away from the Momster.



Here Phantom was trying to remind me that I wasn't doing it right and that I still have a lot to learn.


Hey guys, this isn't much fun. I am going to explore the kingdom, you three can keep at the posing. I am out of here.

So Mom is still trying for another good pic. Hope you all have a great Sunday.

Woos, Lightning