Thursday, September 03, 2009
My beloved pooch had his first check-up yesterday and he's doing (in the words of the vet) BRILLIANT!!!! The tumor is shrinking fast. He's not out of the woods, but he's improving. The vet couldn't believe the difference a week makes. The poor old dog shuffled out of there a week ago and bounded back in yesterday.
Benn's being fed extra food, gets oodles more attention from everyone, daily walks despite the swarming mosquito levels, a new bone, dog biscuits.
Life is good.
A funny point came at the vets when me and DH were pretty sure Benn only had hours left. We were both fussing over him and telling him what a good dog he was when up pipes this incredibly piercing six-year-old voice. "Except when you shout at him."
Ah, the honesty of children :) Hopefully we are making it up to him now.