well, poor old murphy is ending the year as he started it... hirpling about with us spending most of our time trying to get him to stop licking his wounded paw...
His limp has become more and more pronounced all week and now he whimpers if you take his paw too roughly so as I was working today I phoned the vet and made an appointment for Richard to take him in (a bit too early for Richard's liking but hey ho, I was up at 6.40am!) and he's on antibiotics and painkillers, to be administered in his food. It's never a problem getting Murphy to take drugs, he thinks everything is a treat - I have to fight him off in the mornings, he wants me to give him my vitamin pills!
Hopefully he won't have to get the lampshade back on to stop him licking it, or we'll all be minus a few kneecaps soon.
Christmas day was lovely, wasn't it? Someone must have heard us all moaning on Christmas eve that we never get white Christmasses anymore, so we woke to a hard frost. Fantastic! I failed to find a church service (difficult to check timings for Christmas Day when you're away the weekend before) so took Murphy a long walk in the woods (at 9am very quiet) and sang christmas carols instead. Not when anyone was about, of course!
Merry Christmas everyone! woof woof!
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