It’s Doggo’s annual MOT at the vets tonight but MD comes
along for the ride as well. This ends up with both dogs quivering side by side
in terror in the back of the car as we pull into the car park.
Doggo seems remarkably keen once he realises it’s him the
trip is for, I think that’s keen as in keen to get it over with. As well as his
booster jab and a general check up he gets his anal glands squeezed and his
testicles checked over by the young female vet. So well worth the trip. He probably
thought it was his birthday.
Then for good measure he weed on her floor. Still
the rebel at 12 years old. What’s that, 84 in dog years? Yeah I’d hope to get away
with that at 84 as well.
Dogging is cancelled tonight, waterlogged pitch, so I try to
be inventive in the kitchen instead. Garlic chicken and mushrooms with
vegetable nice. I think L is impressed and will now have to try to outdo me.
(Monday 14th October)
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