The big guy is fine for his age. He's just having the same experience as me and my buddy and probably a bunch of other geezers. Doc did a pretty thorough exam. I hope my doc doesn't handle me like that next month. No tumors or stones or anything else on the list. No sign of cancer, just slowed reflexes.

He doesn't need a belly band or anything like that, although I did get a bottle of Proin 50mg. He can have one a day for a few days if he begins spontaneously leaking again, although for the past several days he's been fine.

I had to wake him at 6a.m. this morning to get the urine sample. I figured that if for some reason I couldn't do it, I'd get one more shot at 8:30 before the appointment. He looked back and stopped when he realized that something wasn't quite right, but by then there was enough in the container. So that turned out to be easy.

Buster goes in on Monday for a nail clipping before which he receives a shot of happy juice since he was traumatized by the nail clipping experience years ago. The same vet's office had tried to do it after the botched attempt and he could be heard from the waiting room bouncing off the wall and howling, so from then on, he's sedated. He fell through the cracks last January when Benny had surgery and Buster somehow didn't get his distemper injection, so they'll bring him up-to-date on that too.

Off to make coleslaw... Happy Indian Summer!