Brave princess

Rosie’s walk this morning ended up with us both covered in blood after she lost a fight with the brambles. One trip to the vet later where she stood dripping blood from her ripped ear all over their floor and I left her there for anaesthetic and stitches.

I went for a hair prettifying session, Jay collected the still bleeding Rosie and now we are all at home watching Monty Pythons Holy Grail. Poor puppy girl, she is a little quiet. And I haven’t yet told her about the lead only walks yet.