Nate and I took Winston to the vet to get his nails trimmed. He doesn't like to get them done, but they were really long and needed to be cut. He doesn't like other dogs, so we were on the other side of the office. Winston barked the entire time we were in the waiting room. There was a great dane who came in the office and Winston went crazy, trying to get to this big dog. Nate picked him up (42 pounds of bulldog) and started to go outside and there was a german sheppard in the foyer! Ugh! They finally got into a room and he got his nails trimmed. I was glad that Nate was with me...I wouldn't have been able to control that wild dog!