Living with “C”
It all began one day in mid-December when Mum was taking Little Tyke and his dad to Heathrow. Mum was sad that we were not
It all began one day in mid-December when Mum was taking Little Tyke and his dad to Heathrow. Mum was sad that we were not
A few weeks ago, during one of our cuddles, Mum felt a lump on my side. It was bigger than the usual warts that had
My first vet, George’s first vet, Jaffa’s first vet – went to meet our friends across the Rainbow Bridge.
I need to go back to the vet this morning for some x-rays to determine what I’ve done to my leg.
There’s something in the air – a bit of anticipation, a bit of disarray in the home.
Yes, we’ve just been altogether for all of five minutes when we went into fifth gear for the next trip. This time it’s me going
It is very unlike George that when Little Tyke is having a snack, that he was not interested.
Jaffa doesn’t like going to the vet. She gets really nervous, but we had to go for various reasons – Jaffa needed to collect her passport and
Yesterday, Jaffa and I did not meet up for play. Instead met up to go to the vet together – to give each other support.
Bravo George! He sat so still and waited for his jabs. Not one but two.
Been to the vet to be checked up before leaving for Dusseldorf and then Malta. I’ve got my passport and my certificate to travel.
George the green-eyed monster!!! Mummy took Georgie to the vet to find out if there’s something that’s causing him to get sick every few weeks. He
Yesterday was our first full day. We woke up to find Bobo with a waggy tail. Last night he whimpered just a little when we
I got lost, I got yelled at, I got stung, had lunch and did Agility. It was both a physically and mentally exhausting day –
I had to go to the vet again today – here I am feeling a little sorry for myself. Head on Mummy’s lap as we
The morning skies were grey but thankfully there was no rain … And off to the vet we went first thing.
No, I didn’t mean I have ticks! We went to see Mr. Butt at Kynance Vet to get my Pet Passport stamped – so I
I had the itch all day yesterday and all night. Mummy wanted to be sure I am ok before she leaves me.
No, not as the song suggests. It was just an uncomfortable itch… I was beside myself – I wasn’t comfortable anywhere, in any position. Poor
The romance is over. The Highlands is not for us. I have a tick, no, a pair of ticks on my head!