Meds, frogs and cat poo

Oops – sorry about the length of time since I updated this. Somehow I haven’t got round to it. Not that I’ve been doing a lot as I’ve had to spend a lot of time resting. I don’t get to go for proper walks any more, although I do get taken out to the footpath by the house so that I can have a good old sniff around and see what’s been going on. And there’s always lots to smell as there are cats, other dogs, birds, squirrels and foxes get out there. Mum took me for a bit longer walk this morning – we walked all the way round the pond!

My leg still hurts despite the painkillers Mum gives me. I had to go and see the vet yesterday and he kept pulling it about in all directions. Then he kept pressing it, and it really hurt. Mum said I was a very good dog though, for standing there and letting him do it, and she gave me a nice chew when I got home. But he told Mum that it’s not better (which I could have told him if he’d asked) and it should be. He said to see what it’s like in 2 weeks time, and if not I will have to go and see another vet somewhere else who is some sort of specialist. No doubt he’ll want to pull my leg around and make it hurt too!

I must say I quite like having to take my meds. Me & Mum do Meds twice a day, but it’s really good as it involves peanut butter, and anything that involves peanut butter is ok by me.

There’s not really much else to tell you, as I haven’t seen anyone much. Even if we’re out I’m not usually allowed to go and say hello (Mum says I get too excited, can you believe), and I’m certainly not allowed to go and say hello to other dogs. We’ve got someone here this morning fixing the heating though, so that’s made a nice change. I keep going and offering to help him, but I think I just get in the way, so I’ve given up and instead went and had a nice lie in the sun.

Oh, and Mum’s been clearing up the garden, which means that she has cut back all the plants in the places where I like to go and sniff around and lie. Plus she’s cut back the plants where I usually find the frogs, so they’re not there either anymore. It’s just not fair. But, the good news is where she’d dug over the flower beds the cats can come and poo in there again, so I’m ok for breakfast!