Roooo, it’s Alfie right here behind the keyboard. Yesterday after I awakened the entire world appeared white and frosty, and I used to be tremendous excited to exit and play within the snow. So when my human acquired my lead out, I didn’t even thoughts carrying the mild chief (that’s the horrible purple, anti-pull nostril collar I’m carrying within the photograph). As quickly as I stepped outdoors I realised I’d made a horrible, horrible mistake and I wanted I’d stayed indoors as a substitute.
The snow was moist and nasty – not chilly and crisp as I had hoped for. After which my human talked about the v-e-t phrase. The vet! It turned out we have been strolling all the best way to the vets within the moist, horrible climate. As you possibly can think about I used to be not impressed.
The vet wasn’t as unhealthy as I had feared via. She appeared on the tiny lumps on my leg and mentioned she wished to take away them earlier than they acquired any larger, as they’re on the thin a part of my leg the place there’s not a lot spare pores and skin for larger procedures in case the lumps develop large. So now I’m booked in for a small operation subsequent week. I hope Santa Paws convey me some good presents this yr, as a result of I’ll be celebrating Christmas carrying the cone of disgrace!