It hurts to have your bladder full and nothing comes out.
I'm not over keen on vets either and F was helping this one. Does that make her a traitor or should I be grateful it was her shirt front I was yelling into?
She did wear a particularly fetching strange big heavy blue dress when she stretched me out on that machine. She had to do it twice because stretching my back legs made it hurt more and I kicked.
Something bit me on the bum.
The next thing I know I am lifting a head, that feels like it is made out of that big blue dress, in front of the fan at home.
Did I miss something?
I feel sick. My legs don't work. My head won't stay in the right place to walk towards my food mat. And then there was that crash - what the hell happened there? Legs went like they were on roller skates, body went left...
I squinted my eyes into focus. F and I were lying on the floor face to face and her eyes were leaking. Humans are strange like that. Do any other animals make their eyes leak the way that humans do?
There will be pills. I bet there are pills. There always seems to be pills after that kind of vet visit.
F is going to read me your blogs, and the comments, and I will try to dictate some replies. We aren't ignoring you, we just seem to have used up all our energy reserves for now.
We were meant to be on holiday this week....