Early Tuesday morning the desperate screaming of an injured dog indicated that Squibby had managed to get her foot under one of Donald’s hooves AGAIN!

Yet again we found ourselves speeding to the vet for repairs (out of hours of course).  Kind Roger the vet peered at previous notes and while wondering aloud if she would be OK with anaesthetic exclaimed “Oh!  She’s done this before!”

He then asked if she was allergic to anything and then having heard the list of items she had managed to consume without any apparent effect (most recently half a stick of rock and a complete container of fish oil tablets – in one evening) decided that she probably wasn’t.

She emerged later with a large bandage and an even larger bill, not much put out and showing hardly any effect of two sedatives and an anaesthetic – ate a hearty meal and settled down comfortably in her bed.

We had been told that the bandage must on no account become wet or dirty as part of one of her pads had had to be cut off together with a bit of bone and the wound might become infected.  We racked our brains and Henry at last hit on the idea of cutting a hole in a tennis ball and fitting it over the paw! (see the pictures).  The only slight hitch was that to begin with she wanted to play with it but has now settled down and is quite used to it.

Harassed of Yew Hurst