Came across THIS heart-warming tale earlier and felt it was worth sharing.
In other news, our very own Small Dog is currently in a mighty huff as one of the tasks on my 'To Do' list for today was to make an appointment for her at the V.E.T. to have her annual booster injection, which has now been done and ticked off the list.
Hence tomorrow afternoon she will be literally dragged across the threshold of the vet's surgery for a quick check-up and vaccination. Hopefully this will be successfully accomplished within her brief 'goodwill period' which extends from the point at which she is placed on the examination table, right up until the needle hoves into view.
Our vet is a lovely chap, as are all the others in the practice, and she is undoubtedly much better behaved with him now than she used to be. But when she decides she's had enough it's everyone man/woman for themselves and PP and I have to grab an end each and hold on for dear life.
I usually draw the short straw and get the bitey end, although to be fair, she does always look very contrite afterwards. Who would think it would take 3 adults to subdue one Small Dog long enough for her various orifices to be explored and injection administered?
However, since I casually mentioned to SD that she would be going to the vet tomorrow she has been strangely silent..........can't imagine what's she's plotting.........