I have an infection in my ears and they need cleaning out and drops shoved in twice a day. I´m really enjoying leading Mum a merry dance and it´s so funny watching her trying to drag me out from under the sofa. Who wouldn´t hide away when they know they are about to be tortured?We went off to the clinic this morning for my check up and it was my favourite vet................the young, pretty one who calls me ´chicatita´. We had a bit of rough and tumble on the floor and then she had a look into my ears. It seems that Mum hasn´t been doing it right and they are still in a bit of a pickle (hee hee!). She was really miffed when I sat still and let the vet sort them out!
Stupidly, I forgot that it would be Mum´s turn tonight. She isn´t as daft as she looks though and promised me a couple of biscuits if I was good. How could I resist?
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