I don't want to talk about it...

Breagha had to go to the vet this afternoon.

She had been limping from time to time (not consistently) since we were on Eilean Mor ten days ago, but didn't seem to be in any pain.   We wondered if it was a sprain , but as it hadn't completely cleared up by the end of this weekend  a visit to the vet was obviously required.  

It turns out she had a broken nail - right at the base where the bone is - and although neither  sore  nor obvious it was clearly rubbing from time to time.

Anyway, it is away now but she returned home with a fetching pink bandage as a temporary measure.  Once again it didn't seem to concern  her much  though Rula was curious. 

But she looked as if she didn't really want to talk about it.....