Okay, I admit I flubbed it. I took Rex to the vet to see how much he weighed and he has indeed gained weight, just not as much as I guessed. He weighed 173 today. He added another 5 pounds. That puts his total weight gain at 19 pounds in eight weeks. He just looks bigger than he did a few weeks ago. Maybe it is the intangibles that are improving and making him look more robust. His legs look heavier and his face looks more filled in. I guess it is the difference between the type of weight he is now adding. Regardless, I am still pleased. He looks much healthier today than he did a month ago and that is what counts.

He was a perfect gentleman again at the doctor's. He met a female bull terrier on the way in and although she was REALLY scared, he stayed calm and relaxed. The vet techs that have seen him each time I have brought him in are amazed it is the same dog. "That's Rex!?", they say. He has become something of a celebrity. He doesn't quite have Trojan's following, but who does? Trojan...Garth Brooks...Keith Urban All about the same. :)

One of the vet techs brought one of her friends and their children over to our house last night to meet the dogs. She sat and played with Trojan and Morrigan for an hour. "They're so big, but so gentle." Yep. That's what we want. Then they started throwing the football and they saw the power that they generate and the not so gentle side. As Morrigan and Trojan battled for the ball, kids and mommas stood with jaws agape as nearly 400 pounds of dog crashed together again and again. Finally Morrigan decided to demonstrate her dominance and let go of the ball long enough to grab Trojan by the throat and push/roll him over. Trojan was of course loving it and as soon as she let go of him he did the old roll-on-your-back-in-the-dirt with-your-feet-in-the-air while-trying-to-grab-your-own-tail trick. I love my dogs.