We've both been to the vet! Poppy

I was very poorly being sick in the night and didn't want to get out of bed this morning and Mum only gave me a teeny, tiny breakfast and it was raining and everything was horrible! I heard Mum on the phone to the vet, and she was very kind snuggling me all morning and taking me in and out and then I did a proper poo and suddenly felt much, much better. But Mum said it was too late to cancel and she wanted to talk to the vet about my tummy problems, but she had to see the special vet about her knee first, and we drove there, and waited for ages in the car, and then drove for ages to get to our vet, and we were late and I hoped he might have gone home, but he hadn't and he did horrible things to me, and said I seemed fine and Mum was doing all the right things, and then I had some biscuits at the counter, so that was all right.

But do you know what Mum's special vet told her to do? Put food from the freezer on her knee! Not even eat it, but put bags of stuff all over herself!! And she says it is going to be ages before we can have proper walks with her, so she is asking someone else to take us, and I don't really like walks with anyone else. But this evening we played The Game, hunting treats all round the sitting room, because it has been too wet to go out much - perhaps we can just have lots and lots of lovely games instead!

[Would you believe the straight forward route between physio and vet was closed by an accident, and I had to take a massive detour - I was embarassingly late, and Poppy was embarassingly miraculously recovered! fjm]