After he got checked, I let him run around the exam room. He'd run around, climb on my shoe, and then proceed to climb up me until I picked him up and put him on my shoulder. He'd stay on my shoulder for a minute and then attempt to launch himself off onto the floor. I'd panic, make a mad dash for him and grab him out of the air, and then put him back on the floor. A few minutes later, he'd climb back up my skirt.
Pudge was much calmer-- until the doctor started scraping at her feet. Then she proceeded to pee all over him and bite him.
Her feet are improving overall. I just need to keep soaking her and coating her feet with cream.
Neither one of them needs to go back unless there is a problem. Woo hoo!
