See you later alligator.



Hi there

I thought I'd better let everyone know that I'm feeling much better now. Last week when I had my wound drained, I was very poorly for a couple of days, my tummy was very red and sore. Mummy said we just had to have lots of rest and quiet, so, no walks or doing mad things like digging in the garden or rough games, like trying to rip my bed to pieces.


We had what mummy calls 'snuggle days' we curled up in mummy's bed and she watched lots of TV while I snoozed, it was very cosy.

Course,  I don't like to make daddy jealous, so I snuggle with him in the evening.



We went back to the Dr's a few days later and she was pleased to see that I looked heaps better. On Saturday daddy and mummy took me for a little stroll to the beach, that's my favourite place, and we stopped at the Shack for a treat.


I didn't overdo it though and I was quite happy to just sit and watch the world go by.


During all this rotten illness, I haven't been able to go to my groomer and my hair had gotten really long. So, after the Dr gave me the all clear, I went to see her for a lovely bath and haircut.



I'm always a very good boy when I have my groom, but when it's finished, I tell the groomer, in no uncertain terms, that I want some treats.


Mummy and daddy are going on holiday tomorrow and I'm going to stay with my auntie for a couple of weeks. It'll be a nice place to recuperate because I get lots of cuddles and my auntie never ever goes out, so I get twenty four hour attention, plus lots of treats, like corners of buttery toast, yummy yum.

I'll see you all soon.


Love and woofs
Dino xxxxxx
Location: Fareham, UK

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