@Laura Rainbow Dragon You've got to be kidding, right? He gets on the bed, there's no room for me! There's not that much room with just his
head there.
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Well, today turned into a day very different from the one I was expecting. Just before 11 this morning, we hit our max temp of 28 degrees. It was becoming grey and rain was forecast for afternoon/evening. I decided to take Creed to the dog park (despite discovering that he
shed so much on my car seats!!). And it was a pretty good time. He met another dog, Louie. He didn't really play - he was far too busy watching everything. A little later, two smaller dogs entered the big dog enclosure, Daisy (golden retriever/poodle, but she didn't even come up to my knees), and Tilly (Bichon cross, about the size of my cat). He sniffed at them and everything was fine. He said hello to the owners and that was all good. When some little dogs came into the other enclosure and he went to check them out, one barked at him. That's something he can't stand and I'm so with him on that. I hate little barking yappy dogs. Anyway, another dog started barking at Creed, so Louie rushed over to make sure Creed was okay. And then it started raining, just a light drizzle. Someone else's dogs were running around and that gets Creed wanting to chase them. To play or to prey? Don't know, not wanting to find out. Anyway, we left after about an hour. Just as I was turning into my driveway, Creed leapt out of the back seat and into my lap. Sub-optimal. Fortunately the front tyre hit the carport strut before the car could. Then I noticed that Creed's paw was bleeding. And yes, now I had blood to add to the rips in my jeans. Fun fact: Australia has a vet shortage! There are apparently only 14,000 vets in the country. If I wanted another career, perhaps I'd consider vet science. So the first three vets I called couldn't see him, but the fourth said that a vet nurse could check him out. It was a 25-minute drive and it was raining and I was wearing grubby, ripped, blood-stained jeans, but hey, fun day, right? Turns out that somehow he'd managed to rip off a couple of toe nails, not quite all gone so they should grow back all right, fortunately. He was very good at the clinic. He was taken from me and I did hear a little whining (from him!), then we were re-united. I asked to be shown how to clip his nails, so the nurse gave me some liver treats to distract him while she and another nurse clipped his nails. And he was fine with that. Then he was weighed and I asked if he was too thin, but the nurse said that we're all used to seeing overweight dogs. Creed's lean and muscular - what so many of us aspire to be, I suppose! - so I'm feeding him enough. He gets a pain-killer before his dinner, but other than that, and my trying to keep his foot clean, he's okay. We return on Friday to check there's no infection.
Spent the late afternoon scrubbing a few score blood spots out of the carpet. Paste of bicarb left to sit for a while worked well.
When I got home, there was a little present to myself waiting. I was surprised that it had arrived so soon. I bought myself a walking mat - or a mini treadmill. Very basic little thing. Its total length is only 120cm, with the belt being 100 x 38cm, and it has a max speed of 10kph. It operates via remote control (because it's only a mat or under-desk sort of thing) and its display has no memory which means I have to see how far I've walked
before I shut it off. I gave it a go tonight while watching an episode, so I walked for 40 minutes in front of the teev. Note to self: wear shoes.