Brads Blog

Well i had an eventfull 24hrs recently.

I went up to the field with my mom for an “off the lead” play on Tuesday and all seemed well. Went to sleep on Tuesday night feeling fine. Woke up Wednesday and I was very confused and disorientated. I made sure that i never left my dad alone all day as he makes me feel better and safe.

My Mom and Dad (pink furless parents that is) were very worried about me and had endless chats about what i was doing. I kept yelping when i did things like step into the garden from the kitchen and when jumping off the settee which normaly i handle with all the grace and elegance of a rhino but painlessly ;)

Eventually after much talking and phone calls and internet research off i was carted to the local Vets called Woods Veterinary Group where after 45 mins of poking, prodding, pulling, pushing and general manhandling and the indignancy of having something pushed up my bottom I eventually was pronouced fit, albeit with an unknown condition causing me pain. A quick anti inflammatory injection later and with a promise to come back in the morning it was back to home.

It took a few hours but eventually i started to feel myself again and stopped my pacing back and forth and general discomfort. Looks like the injection did the trick.

After a nights rest it was back to the vets for another poking and not just my exterior if you get what i mean i was allowed home again but this time with a handfull of what look like treats but white and shaped like something i really like (Rabbits droppings hmmmmmm delightfull)

Apparently i later learned that these aren’t in fact droppings but are instead more anti inflammatory things called tablets which i have to guzzle down with my food twice a day, no problem with that ! the more in my food bowl the merrier as far as i am concerned

They also stuck a sharp thing in me to get some red stuff out, and this was ok with nothing bad in it according to the vet.

Ah well all’s well that ends well i say