Woe is me!

Because (and I didn't want to talk about t his yesterday) but I is injured.

I had to go and see my (sort of) friend Jane at the vets this morning, because last night I was limping ever so bad, and that rotten Ernie had dragged me around by my front leg, and I was ever so bruised, and SHE and HE was ever so worried because they did think that I had dislocated something (I don't know where I had dislocated it to, but I was all present and correct), so they thought it best to see Jane.

It turns out that it's only (well, only! it's bad enough believe me) a soft tissue injury and I did get an anti....anti-inf..... something to make the swelling go down, and I have to have a little rest for a few days.

And then I did promote my (sort of) friend Jane to an honorary Auntie, because she was pleased I had lost 10 grams since she did see me last, and she did give me a liver treat, and I did gobble it down, because I was so hungry, and they all did laugh.