Nasty Vet
Having speculated whether vets are taught to express certain conditions in kinder ways, the answer is apparently not. The vet yesterday referred to Horace as being an ‘idiot’, and she said the other dogs won’t play with him because he…
Having speculated whether vets are taught to express certain conditions in kinder ways, the answer is apparently not. The vet yesterday referred to Horace as being an ‘idiot’, and she said the other dogs won’t play with him because he…
It may look like Horace had been stood in a very localised rain shower. However, he seems unable to have a drink without scooping a load of water out. He must be very particular about the water level.
I don’t know what drugs we have for Horace, however he has really started tucking into his food (relatively speaking). So much so that he’s gone from being a little scrap of a puppy into a little stocky pup. Admittedly,…
I often think as come back from the vets with our pockets filled with little white tablets of various sizes, that if we got pulled over by the police in our battered ancient BMW we’d look like the most rubbish…
I stood outside last night and wondered when we’d see the first satellite going overhead – and one gently glided across the night sky. I am sure the same has happened in previous years – but I am guessing it…
We discussed Horace’s treatment at the vet today – or rather lack of it. They showed us the scan from last week and told us a little more about how is brain is affected. There’s no real treatment other than…
I am not sure that Jane Fonda would be particularly impressed if she was to take a peek into our patio in the morning – and a good job we are not overlooked! Ian and I have decided to do…
Well, I have been reading about Horace’s condition and it is now quite apparent that he has all the hydrocephalus symptoms, down to the fact they feel the cold more, and Horace loves snuggling under his duvet. Dogs with this…
Horace went to the vet today to be neutered, and we learned that he is a poorly boy. I asked the vet to check his teeth as there is something so odd about his eating – as I have mentioned…
Well, rarely. Ian and I were sat at the table with Charlie (who has gone into complete sheepdog mode) running round and the table in one direction, Millie running round in the other direction, Wilbur getting excited because he thought…