Well, Toodlebug and I have been working on our training a bit.  (Maybe not as much as we should have...  ...but, dang it, I've been swamped!) He learned stuff like "sit" and "down" really well using kibble as treats right from day one (he'll sit on command almost anytime but down needs more bribery) but now that he's started school, I bought a bunch of American cheese...and I think he'd marry it if he could.  He looooooves that stuff.  Definitely works.

Oh, geez...something happened the other day at work that nearly killed me.  I was examining this little dachshund that had had an upset stomach and was vomiting a little.  Her tummy gurgled a little while I was examining her and the owner said, "Yeah, I've heard it growling over the past day or so."  So he and I continued talking about what we were going to do, and all of a sudden I heard this really loud gurgly noise.  I broke off in mid-sentence and stared down at the dog in surprise, and the owner said, "Oh, that was me."   Both of us just started laughing, but I was so embarrassed!  And then I tried to settle down and get back to business, but just trying to keep a straight face made it worse and I started laughing again.  I apologized, but fortunately the owner had a good sense of humor and he thought it was funny, too.

Actually, speaking of body noises, (and how often do you hear THAT segue?) the other day something happened that was even funnier.  One of the technicians was helping me trim a Bassett hound's nails, and the dog was being kind of squirmy.  All of a sudden the dog cut loose with one of the loudest farts I've ever heard, and both the tech and I were in stitches.  Of course it stank to high heaven, which just made it funnier.  So we're gasping for air because we're laughing but we're trying not to breathe because OMGYIKES...and eventually someone whips out the air freshener and we're surrounded by the smell of Febreeze and farts.

Delicous.

Oh, and by the way, Tumnus has a couple new nicknames.  One is Tumnus Q. Sockstealer, and the other is Toothless McGee, because he's right at the tail end of teething and his puppy teeth are dropping out left and right.