Whisper ..........

 .............. on a frosty morn - with ears akimbo.   

He wasn't looking so energetic this evening after a visit to the vets, an anaesthetic and deep investigation into his left ear following a recurring infection over the past 10 months.  A culture has been sent off and we await the results.

Because of numerous visits to the vets (and the horrible treatment he got from the ones before we started going to this surgery) he hates the place and hides under the chairs when I take him in.  
I left him there at 08.45 and, as I walked out, I could hear him crying - almost set me off - and when they rang me in the early afternoon to let me know I could pick him up they, very apologetically, told me he had chewed through his lead - he must have been beside himself with nervousness as he's never chewed anything in the nine plus years we've had him.   I felt so mean.

Poor boy was very confoozled after I picked him up, didn't want to eat, didn't want to drink, didn't want to lie down and just stood - with a bit of a wobble - and gazed around.  His back legs weren't working properly and eventually we helped him up onto the sofa with 'Dadzz' to give him some reassurance.   We all slept downstairs!!!

Update given on Friday.

~ Anni ~



This is Thursday uploaded on Friday morning - sorry for two consecutive Whisper pics and no abstractthursday shot..