D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

Bear had his regular vet visit. Unfortunately we didn't realize they needed a urine sample. So after the exam we took him out with a veterinary assistant armed with a ladle, but he kept being too quick for her. So they gave us a tiny little sterile plastic sample bottle and told us to walk him around the block. Which we did, with me crouched down thrusting this thing under his abdomen whenever he started to pee on a bush, or a lamp post, or a gate, or a lawn, or a flower bed, or the forecourt of a car repair place .... but he was always either too fast or switched sides or stopped peeing when my hand was in the way. Very gentlemanly of him. So he has to be hustled back there some other weekend and somehow prevented from peeing in the waiting room while they get the ladle.

Otherwise his results were very good, but he has cataracts starting. Which would be why he sometimes doesn't notice little dogs in the park.