Acceptance ...

I'm back from my trip to York. The girls did not come to the station to meet me, but they were in the garden waiting for me when I got home.

Molly, of course, came over for a cuddle as soon as I sat down. As I patter her head, I could feel something under her coat. As soon as I mentioned it, Mrs jml took over, searching in case it was a tick (it was not!). But Molly just sat there, not even looking miserable, letting the search take place while I blipped her.

(Molly's other problems are not getting any better, unfortunately. There would not seem to be any connection, but whenever she has a sore leg, she seems to have a urine infection. So it is now, and she is dribbling quite constantly. The major worry is her single kidney - any infection is immediately more serious just because of this. We may have to take her to the vet tomorrow. I hope not - I hope she gets better just with the medication she already has. But tomorrow will tell.)