OF CRUFTS AND CARPETS
"Catch me if you can, sucker!"
"Just wait till next time....."
A BIRD IN THE PAW
"And today`s subject for study is......."
"....I hope it`s not a recipe book he`s research...
OF MICE AND CHIN
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Saga of a woman old enough to know better who lets her life be governed by the ridiculous hobby of breeding and showing dogs, musing on life, the twenty first century, Cameron and his mini-me, and the occasional sheep.
"IN DOG YEARS, I`M DEAD"
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Fidget was quite sociable, as he usually is - until the vet let him sniff his hand. He read that like a book - a very scary one. This man did truly awful things to dogs, many of them involving needles and thermometers inserted where no glass tube has any right to go. His hackles rose and he backed off hard.
Ella was originally examined by one vet, but when brought in for her treatment she was received by a different one. She batted her eyelashes at him hopefully - surely those pockets were full of chicken? He stared at her, then at the case notes, then back.
"It says here nasal irrigation. But she hasn`t got a nose.! What exactly is she?"
Ella glared at him over her full two millimetres of muzzle, clearly seeing any hope of chicken receding rapidly. Here was a man who didn`t believe in Chin!
I explained what she was.
"There aren`t too many of these about, are there?" he asked hopefully.
However, the procedures were done eventually, and I brought my two resentful patients home for a really comforting meal and a cuddle, both rather damp from their respective ordeals.
We are united in hoping for no return visits.