Thursday 9 August 2012: Poorly foot
We had a wonderful day today. It was red hot do didn't do any walking. Decided it wouldn't be fair on Dylan. So we popped to the George in the car for tea and got back to the van just after 6.30.
Dylan jumped out of the car. Legged it down the field to chase a black bird (of all things!!) came back. Jumped back in the car. Jumped out and hobbled to me crying.
Had a look and he'd ripped his dew claw. Oh no. Not good.
Our land lady gave us the vets detailed and off we went.
Just after 7 my brave little soldier is bandaged in a fetching blue bandage and in his way back to the van.
He cuddled me all night. Limped. Held his foot up for sympathy. Had an uncomfortable night.
But he was a celebrity. Everyone one site came to see him and his poorly foot.
Mommys brave boy