Poor ......

Little B.  Ro brought him back this afternoon just in time for Lucy's arrival.  He has been struggling this week as Ro's partner is looking after young Snitch for his daughter this week and Little B is exhausted with trying to remain top dog!  He spent the whole time that Lucy was here panting, digging his bed and generally becoming very anxious.  Even though she was in the kitchen he could still hear her and remained on high alert until she went home.  By this time he was chewing his foot so Ro gave him a dose a Metacam.  I feel that it's a bit early for it to be his grass allergy but who knows.  Anyway, now he's shattered and snuggled by the radiator in his bed.  Unlikely to see Lucy now until Friday so he can relax!