Bucko weighed in at 51 pounds; then we went to the
examination room to wait for Dr. Reynolds.

First he hid in the corner . . .

. . . then he gained some courage to investigate.

What a beautiful boy you are!

Aw, c'mon, Bucko, look at me. I'm one of the good guys!

Little bit of tartar build up.

Ooooo. That tickles!

HEY! You don't know me that well!

And just WHERE are you gonna poke me next?