Ouch!

Poor Disco dog.

A walk thru the 'poor lands' meadows this morning has resulted in either a sting in the mouth or perhaps a blade of grass being swiped at speed and tearing her tongue. Bless, she has been so out of sorts this afternoon and it wasn't until I realised she was salivating a lot that I looked in her mouth.
This must have been hurting so much.
A trip to Wicstun vets in Market Weighton ended up with me leaving her behind so she could have a nice little sleep while the lovely vet - and they are all lovely there- could have a closer look to asses the situation.

All this just two days before her family -Khoola , Chris, Jamie and Maddy- come home.

The vet has called and I can collect her in the morning, they want to keep her in for ob's over night.