Okay, so you all must be thinking I've completely lost it. Lol, maybe I have, maybe this was all a figment of my imagination.... Wednesday, Mud and Z went to the vet for their vaccs. This time, I went to my 2nd choice vet, because my 1st choice vet is in another town...he is cheaper than 2nd choice vet--SUPER CHEAP--$34 for ALLLLL yearly vaccs, including Bordatella and Rabies, plus regular checkup. 2nd choice vet is still fairly cheap, ~$60 all together. But, he is soo much closer that really the gas to go to 1st choice vet would have made it about the same. Both vets are very very good, it's just that I know 1st choice vet very well, and he's seen my dogs more because that's who I usually go to. Anyway...so this time, went to 2nd choice vet. Zeke has not seen 2nd choice vet before, ever. Always 1st choice vet, and they are very good with him. So, here's all the things that made me think this visit would not go well for Zekers: -Never been there, never met vet. -Much smaller space than 1st choice vet -Bath right before vet--and he hates baths. But he HAAAAD to have one before going. In we go, and Z is acting totally normal. Mud is of course being her usual happy go lucky self, just thrilled to be with more people. We walk down the narrow hallway to the room, where the two "strangers"(to Z anyway) await--the vet, and the vet tech. Mud happily volunteers to go first of course. Vet tech carries on a conversation with Mud(lol)...TAIL WAGS from Zeke. What the....??????? STUNNED, absolutely stunned, I just about hit the floor. Mud gets her shots and Bordatella and check up, and of course, triple dose of belly rubs for good measure. By this time Zeke has spotted the cat across the hall. GREAT, he's in eat mode. So he's staring down this cat who is loving taunting him...while the vet is doing the rub-down and check-up stuff. Z has no clue anything is going on. Vet says something to him, rubs behind one ear...Z looks back at him for a moment, lays his ears back, licks his lips, tail wags. WHO IS THIS DOG???? He's not freaking out??? He's not trying to get away? He's not cowering? What on earth is going on??? Vet tech holds him--no freak out, still staring down Mr. Kitty. Shots administered, Z is oblivious. Then comes the Bordatella. NO, NO, NOT THE NOSE!!! This is where he lost it. But even then, for Z, he really didn't lose it. He ran over to me, I held him, and they shot the nasty stuff up his nose, lol. It was all over, and he was back to staring down the cat--not the usual velcro, I need Mom behavior after something scary. So we leave the vet and I'm still stunned. After resting at home a long while, we go to the park for a walk with a friend of mine. Z does many of his tricks, closer to traffic than normal(on leash, and traffic was rather busy by this time. Totally focused on tennis ball. And as if all this wasn't enough.....then he spins, sits, downs, comes to left side, and HEELS perfectly for my TALL MALE FRIEND. With a little direction to the tall male friend, of course, lol. So seriously....who took Zeke, and who is this BRAVE dog I have now???