This has been a disaster of a week. My mother has been...well...my mother
I've been shaking off the bug I've had. And I'm supposed to be over in Belfast today for the start of my house hunting but I'm not, I'm here with poorly Gavin. He got attacked by another dog yesterday morning when we were out on our normal walk and I only got him back from the vet's tonight. He had to have a wee operation and is feeling very sorry for himself and I'll admit my heart is breaking for him. He has a collar to wear for 10 days, stitches, antibiotics, painkillers and needs to go to the on call vet on Sunday for another steroid injection to help with the bruising and swelling he has. Other dog owner just got her dog and left but thankfully 2 people who witnessed it knew who she was. So police were called. She is claiming Gavin went for her dog first...Gavin is ALWAYS on a lead and wouldn't say boo to a goose, the proof being that despite Gavin having too many puncture wounds to count her dog didn't have a mark on it. So police are continuing their enquiries and getting statements from the witnesses. So it's not been a good week. Add to that my scales are horrified with me
Will catch up on here over the weekend.