Sick Bed Update...

Well, she now hasn't been sick for a few hours and she managed a little walk this afternoon. She has however, so far reproduced enough silver foil to sink a small ship!

Poor, Poor Maggie!

A few weeks ago, one of the staff at the pub put a plate of the Valentines Day chocolates on the shelf under the dresser... Not a good idea when Maggie is about! She tried to pretend that she hadn't eaten them all, but the tell tale Red Foil in her poo gave her away, along with the fact that she had a very poorly tummy. And she's clearly been at it again, as she's had another poor tummy for the past few days and this time has kitchen foil in her poo (and sick). None of us got any sleep again last night so Julie thought enough is enough, and took her to see the dog doctor at Marlows Veterinary Practice. After telling Maggie that it served her right (which was so satisfying to hear), she gave her some tablets and said that she wasn't to have any food at all for 24 hours (again, very satisfying!) and it will be a few days before she gets any better. As I write this she has just brought up another clump of foil, but considering that we've caught her crunching on glass and china in the past, at least foil is reasonably soft...

I'm still allowed to eat though, and I'm quite prepared to have Maggie's share of any treats...

Devil Dogs.... Beware!

When I was just a pup I got set upon by a Staffie. He was out walking with 3 children who had no control over him whatsoever. James saved my life and probably broke several of the Staffie's ribs in the process, but kicking him was the only way that James could get him to take his teeth out of my back leg. Since that incident we have always called them "Devil Dogs" and been on our guard whenever we see one (If I'm out with Julie, she usually picks me up, just in case), although I do acknowledge that it is unfair to tar them all with the same brush and in all honesty haven't met many unfriendly ones since.

I do however, have to warn you all that there is a very unfriendly "Devil Dog" living in Withy Close (just behind the pub). He set upon a friend of mine recently, who's owner had to resort to a similar action to James, in order to save him. If you are out walking in the village and happen to see a Staffie, please be careful, just in case it is the one from Withy Close.....

Birthday Tea

Just had some lovely human birthday cake!