Traffic was the least of my worries

today, although I am going to be getting used to it over the next 6 months as my favourite route to work is going to be roadwork city.

Waited at these traffic lights for a while on my way home tonight, but that was nothing compared with what was waiting for me at home.

I opened the door to find my lovely muttley with blood dripping from her mouth and I honestly thought the worst had finally arrived. Many tears, a couple of phone calls, followed by a trip to the vets and the worst was confirmed. We have a week, max.

We are going to make the most of it - camping this weekend by the river. Nothing too strenuous for her ladyship, just some peace, fresh air and a few of her favourite sausages.