Feeling Under the Weather

My good friends, on Monday I had a very nasty health scare and got rushed to the vets. My legs went all wobbly and I kept falling over, I was very scared as the room was spinning and I couldn't get up, I tried to nip mummy when she picked me up **hangs head in shame** as I was so confused. 

The Vet lady poked and prodded me so I swore at her too, she kept trying to see if I could use my feet, when I just wanted to be left alone. She looked in my ears and listened to my heart too. The Vet said
to mummy that I may have had a mini stroke or a fit of some kind. I do feel a bit better now and I'm at home again being spoilt rotten, I have a nice new hot water bottle in my bed to keep me warm. 

Don't Cook Your Dog

Don't Cook Your Dog sounds terrible doesn't it?

But people are still leaving dogs in boiling hot cars!

We have just had three very hot days, with more to come over the weekend. 

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Cars get very hot, very quickly, and the effect on a dog trapped in a car is like putting your Sunday Roast in the oven. The dog is quite literally cooked alive, it is a horrific and painful way to die! 

There is a misconception that if you leave a window open then it's ok. It isn't, it makes no difference at all!

Hurty Paw :o(

Last night I started to limp a little bit, cos my front paw was feeling a bit ouchie. I don't know what I's done to it, but it really is very hurty!!!

 I was trying be very brave and hide it from hoomum, cos she has a horrid habit of taking me to see the "Nasty Vet Man" abouts the slightest thing.

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It didn't work!!! 

She spotted I was limping and wanted to have a look at it, I was

Oh Dear!!!!

Yesterday was not a good day, I felt most odd!

Didn't want my Breakfast, turned my nose up at a tripe stick then mummy offered one of my favorite chewies, I took it from her then dropped it on the floor, then walked off and snuggled in my bed with my Chunky Monkey cos he is my comfort blankie.

Me and Chunky Monkey

The hoomans were very worried and there was even talk of going to see the "Nasty Vet Man"!

Cos I never, ever turn down a chewy.

I didn't want to see the "Nasty Vet Man" so made a valiant effort to appear well, and wandered around. But they kept looking at me and discussing a visit. 

As there was nothing I could do about the outcome, I decided to go