Squeamish? Look away now.

Molly (AKA The Six Million Dollar Dog) is off to see the vet today.

Hopefully, this will be the last we'll see of her external fixator so I thought it was worth grabbing a quick blip as I headed out of the door this morning.

She's due to get X-rayed, prodded and poked - and hopefully all will be well with her leg. All crossed fingers, touched wood etc gratefully received.

EDIT:

The vet pronounced himself pleased with Molly's progress - but while he's taken off the fixator, he's fitted a lighter one that she has to have for another four weeks.

So good progress, but she's still got that Robo-dog look going on (just slightly less so).