the mice will play... - or in this case, when mum and dad are away the dogs will throw themselves into whateer trouble they can find...
We hadn't even left the country before we got a phone call to say that Murphy could no longer walk and was going to have to visit the vet the next morning. It turned out he had obviously thrown himself on a barbed wire fence (such is his dislike of being left behind) and got a cut in his oxter. So now he's on enforced rest for two days (and hating it already apparently - no surprises there-) til the repeat visit to the vets lets us all know what he can and can't do for the next week or so.
Today we got the update that Maddie clearly felt left out in the attnetion (and pain) stakes and had managed to wangle a vosot to the vet herself! - this involved the trampoline so we suspect she threw herself off on purpose - at any rate she managed to tear out a claw...cue blood all over her bed and another panic-stricken visit to the vet for poor Emily, who's looking after them in our absence. Perhaps Murphy had told her his story of when he tore out his claw (several years ago and it's never grown back in again) and she decided to initiate herself into that particular club, who knows?.
Anyway, we've been away for two days and hoping they've all done their worst. Luckily Gizzy is away with Angela so hoping she at least is behaving herself!!!
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