This is Honor, below, bathed and brushed, waiting for the vet to check her out.
The bag-pipes added to the Scottish flavor of the evening. I don't suppose he's used to taking second billing to a troop of canines. There was another actor-type dressed in a muted tartan, Rob Roy/Braveheart persona. Just enough bear grease in his hair to be convincingly heathen, and keep his locks from his chiseled cheek bones. Note to costuming: no matter how handsome the legs; no matter the latest fashion trends, no man should wear a kilt that far above the knee; especially if he plans to run up the theater-aisle in front of us!