Dougal

Today’s picture is of me; I was asleep, but someone woke me up to take my photograph.
 
It seems it is now twelve years (it was Thursday 13 September 2012 at 1330 hours) that my human Mummy ran over me. I was five and I ran out to meet her when she came home and ran under the wheels. I ran away, but went home when it got dark and then I was taken to our vet, but I was too badly broken to be fixed there. The next day my Mummy and Daddy took me to Dick White Referrals, where Guinio worked on me; I was in theatre for four hours. I was asleep so I did not feel anything. I stayed in hospital for a week and then came home. It took a lot of medication and a long time for me to recover. It was at a cost of almost £7,000, expensive now, but very expensive twelve years go, but my Mummy and Daddy have said I was worth it. So here I am at over seventeen years old and still moving around okay, except for the odd twinge in my back when I climb where I should not!
 
Daddy has blipped Florence, so that she does not feel left out. 
 
It seems the temperature at noon today was fifteen degrees Celsius, but we are not allowed out so it does not matter to me and Florence.