After an antibiotic and steroid injection...cream for Mum to rub on twice a day and a few treats for being a brave soldier.....it's time to go home but first we have to pay the bill.....oops the cubbyhole stash purse is now lighter by £65. No National Health Service for us dogs but hey the upside is we don't have to wait days to see the doc...a quick phone call and 20 minutes later I am trotting in for my consultation.....being a dog has it's advantages or so I thought.
We've had another sick boy in the cubbyhole.. Mr Dyson hasn't been feeling too well either....off his food and very lethargic and after much whispering behind my back with the Dyson Doc.....Mum tells me it is all my fault....he was suffering big time from eating all that hair....between you and me folks I think he's just a greedy sod eating everything in his path and all that paper...sticky stuff and goodness knows what from the cubbyhole can't do his digestive system any favours. We are round about the same age but his MOT was free because he came with a 5 year guarantee.....so at this moment in time he is definitely the blue-eyed boy....unlike me who is in deep doodahs.
BECAUSE... I've been very naughty...while Mum was in the shower yesterday morning I just couldn't resist a good old scratch.....crikey blood everywhere and we are back to square one....another visit to the vet and more medication...let me tell you Mum is now having a major grumph....another £72 out of the crafty stash box....so she decided to take drastic action and I've been forced to wear one of Dad's T shirts...how undignified.
and the evidence of another scratchy session is there for everyone to see...I'll be in big trouble again.....well it's so darned itchy what's a boy to do but I definitely need to keep a low profile...head well under the radar stuff for the next few days so no way will I be uttering one little word of complaint about these pesky sticky pads.
Big Hugs and Furry Snuggles
BUDDY xxx