Bob

Well it can't be just Caley all the time. Bob was sitting very proud here. 

Later on this walk Caley let out a yelp and had caught his thumbnail (dew claw) on something. It looked red and sore around the quick. He would forget about it for a few minutes then catch it on something again and would be saving himself from putting weight on it for a few strides before the gallop resumed.
It was then an unexpected vet visit to have it looked at. God, I hate that place. It immediately brought back memories of poor Bruce's dreadful illness.
Caley got a wee bit of a manicure to reduce the chances of the claw catching on undergrowth, an antibiotic jab and a bandage to give initial protection on what will hopefully be a quick healing process. Light duties is not an expression Caley would ever be interested in.