Last week Mokey started losing her puppy teeth. A few of them have been lying around, decorating the carpet, but one of them took us to the vets office because she broke it off while playing with Chase outside. Hopefully, the rest of the tooth will come out normally as her adult one comes in but until then we're keeping a close eye on it. At the very least it was a good opportunity for her to see the vet and become more accustomed to strangers staring at her.
Ok, so now that all of the updates have been made, I'll tell a story on us.
Last night as we're participating in our last puppy class, the trainer begins to set up a small obedience course. Basically a timed, sit here - down here - stay here and then stop. As she's setting it up the rest of us are practicing our other behaviors and returning to our seats with our dogs. Most of us anyway. Mokey has decided she doesn't really want to go where I'm going. She's seen that chair before, and this plastic thingie looks much more interesting. So I'm bent down cajoling and calling and basically just waiting her out, as she sits at the end of her leash giving me her thoughtful 'Mom, I haven't made up my mind yet' look, when the teacher suddenly asks "Does anyone feel like they have a stubborn dog?" She's asking because she wants to demonstrate how to do the course and would like to use a dog that might be more difficult than the others and all I can do is turn and exchange a smile with her. No words required. . . She didn't actually end up demonstrating with Mokey, but it was a funny coincidence and after all the other dogs moved back, so that they wouldn't be too close to Mokey as she did the course, Momo passed the trial with flying colors.