Poor Clover

We were all up very early this morning as Clover had to be at the vets for 8.15. It was a bit cold -3 in the car and I had to scrape the ice off. Whilst Clover was eating her fatty breakfast Chris and I wandered around town and then had our fatty breakfast a rather poor bacon butty, they used to be the best! Drove home and just as we reached Chris's house her phone rang and it was the vet to go and collect Clover. Poor thing had had a blood test so was a bit bloody on her neck. She lay pathetically in her new Christmas blanket until we went out for our walk.

Many thanks for the hearts, stars and comments on yesterday's blip.