Reilly had his vet visit today. He weighed 23.4 pounds officially. When Chris gets home today, I'll have him weigh Reilly on our bathroom scales, so we can get a comparison. I can only pick up half of him at a time now. ;p
He did very well today. There were two dogs in the waiting room when we went in. He was interested in looking at them for a minute, but then decided to get on with his disrupted nap. He neither tried to go visit them nor tried to get away from them; just walked along with me, sat and looked, then went to sleep. He behaved very nicely in the exam room, too. And sat on their floor scale without being distressed by the slight wobble those things have. They did a recheck on a fresh fecal sample and found no coccidia. We hadn't found it on him before, and he's had no symptoms, but I wanted a double-check, just to be sure. He did get treated for it after a couple littermates had it, but with nasties like coccidia, it's better to be safe than sorry.
Next visit on August 11, three weeks from today!
Another scorcher day, with all of us just trying to stay cool. Not much outside time at all. Did a little work on "come" and "sit". I think Reilly actually asked to go out once. He was playing with a toy, got up and headed to "his room" and thereby the back door, then paused and sat down and stared at me. I asked him if he wanted to go outside. He is recognizing that word now. When I asked the question, he got up and went on to his room and straight to the door, tail wagging. Communication between species...it's a great thing!
He's getting a bit more energetic, and part of that involves serious harrassment of Murphy. He'll latch on to Murphy's throat like a bulldog pup. Our ever tolerant Murphy just asks to go outside to get away from him, but Murph isn't very heat tolerant, so allowing him to stay out isn't a good thing. And Reilly must learn. So I'm having to watch and stop Reilly from using Murph as a chew toy. Murph won't tell him to stop. But Reilly is at least stopping when told to, and then he hangs his head dejectedly and walks into the kitchen and collapses on the floor like a disciplined two year old, with a heavy sigh. Gee, Mom, you spoil all the good fun.
So, some word recognition, shots and check-up, continuing progress on house-training, and some protection for Murphy. I forgot to have Chris weigh Reilly! Whoopsie. I don't know if we'll have time for it tomorrow before he leaves.
Oh, and someone asked me today, so I figured I'd put it in here, too. Yes, I am healing from my fall. I still am very aware that I damaged some stuff, but it's getting better and soon will be only a memory.
Meg and Reilly
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