MOT

What a busy afternoon.
Due to the ineptitude of the lazy Mrs we spent most of it in the car.
Our first stop was with Andy, the Radish Vet, who admired my physique, stuck a sneezy thing up my nose and sent me on my way without mentioning my paunch once.  That’s what I call proper bedside manners.

Naturally things couldn’t go to plan.  The Wretched One had left my Vaccination Certificate at home, and forgotten other things too, so we had to go back & forth for what seemed like hours.

So as you can see, I have suffered an afternoon of frustration at the Mrs’ shortcomings.  One really would have thought I’d be used to it by now.

I’m expecting a *** Michelin supper tonight to make up for it all.