That's how the Boy called Piper earlier this evening, just prior to trying to weigh him.
Whether or not a result of being called that way, Piper didn't show much cooperation, flying away just as he came face to face with the scale, forcing the whole thing to take longer than it should, much to the Boy's chagrin.
He did finally consent to stepping down where he was supposed to - all 56g of him.
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