It appears that the population of The Manor is greater than I thought.
I brought Penny to the vet. This time I managed to do 90 in the 50 straight, but only because I was trying to keep up with the traffic in front.
Anyways the vet checked Penny from nose to tail. She was very impressed with the general state of the dog and even my efforts to get her to lose a drop of weight has worked well. She’s now 17.5 Kg where she was 23Kg a few years ago. So there is nothing wrong with Penny other than she may have some… er… inhabitants! This would explain the shit all around the house.
So I got a load of medication [the dog is becoming more like Herself and me every day] and the vet wished me luck [but not before extracting a wad of cash from my wallet].
One of the medications is a sort of liquid paste that has to be injected into Penny’s mouth. Hah! The first lot went into her after a long struggle where I had to pin her to the floor. The second dose was a bit of a failure: I persuaded her to open her jaw enough for me to squirt, whereupon she opened her mouth wide and the dose shot straight through and onto the carpet.
She’s had her third [and last] dose now by pinning her onto the couch. Now I have to start on a regime of pills for the next couple of months.
I’m going out later. I have a few things to buy including some new mousetraps.
I can be quite brutal with uninvited guests.