Trips to the vets

Over the past month I have been travelling to and from the vets. It all started in our old house when a lump came up between the toes of my left front paw.

The vet thought there might be something in there and gave me some tablets, it didn't go down so the vet said he would have to operate and see what was wrong. We called in on the big day but the swelling had gone down overnight and the vet said maybe I would be ok, mum and dad were very relieved.

After we moved it swelled up again, this time it wouldn't go down so last week I did have to spend the day at the vets. It wasn't to bad, I was at my cutest and the vet and nurses thought I was great.

You can see in the pictures that I wasn't at my best when I got home and soon had that hideous green plaster off, mum thought my leg had grown six inches!!

Mum had to try and get a new bandage on me but I wriggled and squirmed and made it really difficult, it was great fun.

So daddy took me back to the vets and they put on a nice white and blue bandage this time, I squirmed again so the vet, a nurse and Daddy had to hold me still to get it on.

You can see that I had a calming nurse (Maisie) to keep me from feeling to depressed while I recovered.

I didn't much like the second bandage either so earlier today I started to unravel it, now I have one that mummy and daddy put on and a plastic bag taped over the top to keep it dry.....how uncool!!!


One good thing comes of this, I know Daddy won't be tempted to ask me join him on his training but Maisie goes, she will learn one day.... ho ho.

It also of course means that I can't have a bath, Whoa, maybe this is a positive situation after all.

Of course I still have to guard the house from strangers but the element of surprise is lost due to the loud scuffing noise my bag encased paw makes as I hobble out to investigate any noises.
I have two lots of pills, the tablet one is feed to me in cheese. The other one is a capsule and the first time Daddy tried to get me to take it I bit it sending a shower of foul powder up my nose, it took ages to clear it out!
I must go now as all this writing has drained me, but leave one last picture to ensure you feel very sorry for this poor pug invalid.

There's no need to shed a tear at the suffering I'm going through, however food parcels are readily accepted.

These are especially needed now as I have been taken off puppy food and on something called 'Light', surely they are not suggesting.............

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Maisie, wow what a week with Chester, me! me! me! it's been, he demands all the cuddles, treats, he even got the vet to give him real meaty dog food instead of the usual dry biscuits, I'm wondering when it will end.

I have tried to give my best puppy eyed downcast looks but just can't match Chester as his eyes are soooo big Pah!

I do get to run with daddy though but I've been getting a wheezy cough and mum is worried that I have a cold.

Now I'm asleep at daddies feet having dictated my piece earlier and that has quite worn me out.

Chester and Maisie