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Boston Celtics public relations director Heather Walker said Friday that Barney bit her wrist and drew blood as she tried to pat the Scottish terrier in September after a White House ceremony honoring the team's 17th NBA championship.

"It was very strange. I didn't expect him to bite me," Walker told The Associated Press.

Last week, Barney bit Reuters reporter Jon Decker's index finger when he reached down to pet the seemingly docile dog. Sally McDonough, a spokeswoman for first lady Laura Bush, said jokingly then of Barney: "I think it was his way of saying he was done with the paparazzi."

As both of my readers know, Rocket and I started obedience class last week. Well, actually, Rocket didn't participate the first week. That was for humans so we could learn the rules and what to expect.

I promised to write about what happened today, but, well, we didn't go. Rocket and I spent the morning at the vet.

Poor little guy is sick.

I'll spare you the details, but it mostly involves not eating and gastric issues that are leaving stains on my carpet. He's been depressed and moping around for two days.

So I took him to see his doctor, Cassie Jones of the Pt. Vicente Animal Hospital. She took X-rays and ran some blood samples, but can't find anything wrong. She's guessing that maybe he ate something that didn't agree with him or he has a bug.

Or maybe he's faking because he didn't want to to go school. It's not like I didn't do it a thousand times when I was a kid. I learned how to manipulate thermometers by the time I was 7 -- but that was before they went digital.

If he's faking, I'll be really mad at him. I'm out $400 so far, which is two-hirds of my George Bush stimulus check that I was going to spend in entirely inappropriate ways.

I'm sure he'll be fine. He's less than 2 and is a very healthy and robust dog.

And my sister is taking her own new puppy, Sherman, to the class, so she's promising to teach me what I missed. She said the teacher kept her very bus

Anyway, since it's Saturday, I snuck the dog into the office with me. He's sleeping under my desk and is getting lots of hugs and pats on the head from his friends on the copy desk.