Frolicking In M' Hood

Little did I know, as I was enjoying myself this morning, that I would be taken back to see Andy the Kindly Vet, and Liz, who likes seeing photos of me.

There was some moderate interference with my underside that didn't hurt too much, and I behaved reasonably well.  The Wretched One was close to hand to call a halt to any suggestion of temperature taking.  She's alright. Sometimes.