poor thimble has been to the vets today.
We are in Cwmbran for the weekend at Colin and Joys (Geraints Mum and Dad) and whn she got up this morning she yelped and cried and she has a poorley poor. She was so miserable that she curled up under the stairs and wouldn't even consider playing ball - her favourite past time.
For the more squemish of you - don't read any further - apart from she has been to the vet and he made her better and all she now wnats to do it play ball
One of Her claws was hanging off and it had become all infected and horrible so the vet had to cut it off - at which point i'm nearly curling up in the corner crying cos its so horrible!
She has anti-biotics and anti-imfamitories for a week and now is as eger as ever to play ball.
Unfortunatly her poorly paw put paid to out trip to the beech but we have still had a lovely day.
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