Harley went to the vet's for a checkup and to get his toenails trimmed. Here he is, happily sitting on Bruce's knee while we waited for the doctor.

As usual, he started barking like a dog the moment he realized he was about to get toweled. And he pretty much shredded the parts of the towel he could reach with his beak. But apart from that, he was given a clean bill (hahahaha) of health, and his feet are soft again. Phew!

The only bad news is he's gained some more weight: he was 306 by my scale. The vet said his weight is fine, as long as he doesn't keep gaining. Which is exactly what the vet said last time. So. Looks like my newest hobby is shaking my fist at the Unlimited Snack Monkey.