Pretzel

I had to cancel my usual English this morning in case I needed to take the dog to the vets, when this wasn't required I fell back to Plan B, yoga with Debbie, where we tied ourselves into knots (or so it seemed) and tried (& failed, sometimes) not to fall over - then we had coffee and croissants as a reward!

The vet has given Logan a follow on course of antibiotics and some weird powder (she did tell me what it was, but sometimes German registers in my brain as 'yep, got that, understood' and then evaporates...) because the lab tests show his pancreas is inflamed, poor puppy (poor puppy who is a whole lot better than he was on Tuesday, almost skipped into the vet's to get his lab results!)