An argument with something sharp...

I'm still poorly. Boring now. I'll not go into detail. I have a countertop of drugs to combat my ailments.

And so does Pippa now. This morning we had our normal walk and once they had eaten breakfast I noticed blood on the floor. A lot of blood. It turned out that she had cut her leg and chest, though both seemed quite superficial. Anyway, a trip to a local vet and he found that it was a bit more serious...after pre-op meds and a general anaesthetic, she has three stitches in her chest, numerous in her leg and he had to cut and quarterise three arteries! Wowzers! I picked up her a few hours later and she looked like this - poorly puppy. After lots of sleep and cuddles she woke for a wee and Lottie took the piss out of her And then she patiently waited for a little bit of tea - I did take the collar off so she could eat! She howled when Lottie, Rags and I went for a walk and she is really clinging, poor wee mite. Now she is snuggled on her bed with that blasted collar on as she keep licking her chest stitches. She's sleeping though and Lottie is keeping a watchful eye over her little sister.

I think we will have a quiet day tomorrow. We all need time to recover! x