Tuesday, 8 July 2008
SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL VET
We do, we've paid them a fortune this week. Bertie, on his return, was immediately booked into the vets and is now nicknamed (S)noballs. Holly went for a check up on her bites and was immediately taken in for surgery as the rogue gnashers had punctured a couple of layers of dog and caused an internal lake. She's home today, stitched and with a bucket on her head - she is not happy. Babeski's on the drugs which seem to have given her a bit of a new lease of life. Ari's still recovering from his ordeal a few weeks ago. Morris and Biffer are, on the whole, tougher. They don't need no vet, man.
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I was down your way again yesterday and felt the claws of the hounds through my thin trousers.
i know the feeling. with our dogs i think we should have shares in our local vet. he´s just built a new surgery and operating room. all state of the art and i´m sure we´ve paid for it
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