Traumatic

Saturday started like every other Saturday, farmers' market and Dog Den for puppy and human socialization. After lunch Monte needed a nap.

About an hour later, he woke up crying/screaming. He is a very sensitive puppy, but he was in pain. Apparently, while tossing and turning during his slumber, his leg got caught under the TV stand and he couldn't extricate himself. He was panicked, making it extremely difficult to free him. Finally released, the only damage was a wet floor.

Another traumatic event for Monte is nail trimming. Sensitive as he is, he will squeak any time he feels pressure on his paws. Today, Lisa managed to clip five nails without a peep and decided to quit with a successful experience, saving the rest for tomorrow.

In the evening, we took a walk down main street to get some exposure to traffic. Then after dark we walked the neighborhood to get exposure to the sound of fireworks; he was oblivious to the pops, bangs, and booms, some of them quite loud.

On our way to the grocery store, we remembered that the Stoughton Fair was in progress. Never ones to pass up a new puppy experience, we made a detour. After last week the carnival was routine, but Monte was intrigued by the farm animals. Most of the animals couldn't care less, except the sheep who rose as we approached their pen to greet us and say "Hello". As we walked through the barn, Monte initiated a barnyard chorus, each sheep had their own distinctive "Baa".