27/3/2000 0 Comments My sore pawDeerantie Hannah Bin to the vet bout my paw and it really was hurt no matter what george told you so I’m not a wimp. When the vet was looking at it it took two of them to hold me down because it bloody well hurt. (Wot? george says I mussnt swear to the Rt Hon. It’s alright for him. It wasnt his f...ing paw!) Anyway I’ve broken my claw so tomorrow I have to go back to the vet for an asthetic and then she will make it better cos she cant do it without giving me the sthetic cos I’ll wriggle (and I’m good at that) and scream – we all learned today that I’m good at that too. The worst of it is that, afterwards I’ve got to wear that damned collar again AND a SOCK! All that is well bad for my street cred! Mum’s really upset cos she goes away on whensday and so has to tell the dog walker man (Alan – we like him), and jackie and alex that I cant walk so far. (At least alex will be happy about that.) But at least Mum’ll be around tomorrow when I get back from the vet and need lots of TLC. If I play my cards right I might get extra treats. That’ll teach george to mock me!
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