The Road to Fitness

Owing to the horrendous cut on my paw I have been confined to base camp, walked on the lead, and prevented from playing energetically with ANY of my toys - until now!

Yays, I'm on the road to full fitness and may even be able to persuade FP to bring Tugger to the park with us tomorrow. The wet weather has not helped me at all; I needed to keep my paw dry in order for the cut to heal.

Bandages on a dog's legs are not easy, covering them with a plastic bag increases the potential to slip and my sockie-boot things tend to twist around and there's a split where the wet can get in and (AND) the leather parts wear out quickly and (AND AND!) they really smell once they get wet!

What I need is for someone to design a protective sockie-boot thing that goes like a harness over my back. A bit like waders with braces. The material needs to be hard-wearing and waterproof. The sockie-boot is okay for dry conditions and light usage mostly on grass but not great in the rain and on paths. I might try and draw a picture of what I mean later...

Healing Hands

I think FP's magic bandaging technique has made a difference! My cut paw is much better and I'm doing my best to help by sleeping on my back most of the day. If you happen upon me whilst I am sleeping on my back, feel free to rub my belly *intense stare*.
In other news I am starting to take an interest in French rugby - no less incomprehensible than the English game at this stage but also less rain. I might suggest that they play the golf there next time!

The Curse of Being an Over-Achiever

As I am ordered by the vet to rest as much as possible I have been spending more time than usual at the computer. 

My Poorly Paw is mending (yays!) but slowly (boos!). I am bandaged by my good nurse, FP, and she uses strong tape, God bless her, to ensure I stay that way (booooos!)

This is my woe. Someone else's woe takes the form of wanting to understand the symbols on cooker dials. Did you ever hear of such a thing!? Clearly, like me, that person is much too intelligent for their own good. My advice is sit in the way and bark a very great deal.

Sigh *looks at bandaged paw and slowly raises one eye-brow*

More Ouch!

Oww, ohhh, ow. Etc.

If you are a dog owner who cannot resist the appeal of a pair of big brown eyes then just get out of the kitchen already!

I know, I know; this makes no sense! But my point is ST & FP let me run about this morning (after I got through sitting on the path & barking my head off*) in the park. I stalked a squirrel! It was fun.

But then, oh! then my paw was agony. I had to keep stopping and clutching Poorly Paw into my chest. If you had been there, you may have heard me utter some Naughty Words**.

The moral of this sorry tail (do you see what I did there?) is: 

WAIT UNTIL YOUR DOG'S PAW IS COMPLETELY BETTER BEFORE LETTING HIM/HER RESUME NORMAL WALKIES.

Yes.

*I hadn't actually got through barking I was drawing breath but ST & FP walked on as soon as I fell silent.

**Oh yes! Dogs know some choice expletives too! I could turn the air blue...