Part 3 Groggy Doggy goes to the vet

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Part 3 Groggy Doggy goes to the vet

or "ooo...er....don't like this mum"

My tried and tested remedy for poorly bits around my hairy little body is lots of licking and/or biting with the occasional rubbing in the dirt method.

Unfortunately my eye wasn't responding very well to this treatment and one day I was invited into the car where I enthusiastically leapt into my spot in the footwell expecting a well deserved walk on the beach.

You can imagine my surprise when I saw where we arrived. There were cars and people everywhere, and the noise! Despite welding myself to the footwell carpet I was then carried to the dreaded V place. It was full of bad dogs but I wasn't allowed to sort them out. Instead, I was stabbed by a green person. You wait, I'll get you for that.

Things went a bit hazy then and after a bit of a nap I woke up feeling like I'd been out on the street all night with a pack of Rottweilers. Listening in on the conversation though I learnt that I'd had an operation, been tested for every disease known, been injected against every disease known and had a computer put in my neck. Cheek of it. But hey, brave or what?

Well, that's me then, what with that and having stuff dropped in my eye every five minutes and a tick collar to try and pull off it's been an eventful week.

My eye doesn't hurt anymore though.

Ed's. note: Doggy has given the Chiclana (word we don't mention but begins with V ) 3 stars for kindness. Except for the green person who will be bitten on sight. See the Classified Ads. for vets.