Day 107 - Poor Mutt!

So Baggy made Clever Bird set the alarm this morning. Interestingly she didn't need it. Woke up just before it went off. As it's a stunningly gorgeous sunny day, Furry Mama asked Minty Mutt if he'd like to go out. She wasn't sure he should. But Mint started bouncing, spinning and woofing. Okay then. Sunny it might be, but there's a sharp frost on the ground. Lots and lots of clothes put on while Minty mutt waited outside. Furry Mama appeared. Minty Mutt bounced. His leg seemed to be fine. Baggy locked the door. Turned round. Mint was shooting down the short drive to the gate. Suddenly he lifted his right paw. And stopped. Put it down again. Yelped. Noooooooooooooooo! He tried to walk on it. Failed. Bless him. Lots of licking. Tried again. Bit better, but limping badly.

Clever Bird decided that they just couldn't risk going on even a short walk if his leg was that painful. Furry Mama took him back inside. She decided to give him some extra painkiller. He shot into the kitchen. Slipped on the formica. Yelped. Decided to lie on his bed. Bless him. By now Furry Mama was feeling very upset. She put his painkiller into some milk for him. Gave him some doggy biccies. Tried to decide whether to call the vet. Clever Bird concluded that there was no point yet. Sadly she knows that the bones in Mint's leg have broken again. An x-ray would confirm it, but distress Mint. So she'll wait and see how he is in another day or so.

Painkiller and biccies consumed, Mint was once again bouncing around like a puppy. On all legs! Clever Bird decided to take advantage of the frost. She got Furry Mama to go and poo-pick the back garden. Nicely frozen solid poos. Easy to pick up. Not quite so easy to spot amongst brown leaves. For once she managed to stop Baggy standing in any of them. Meanwhile Minty Mutt was breaking the ice on a large tub of water. With his poorly leg! Then pawing the freezing water with it. Daft mutt. Guess the painkillers were working. Furry Mama took him into the front garden with one of his favourite starfish chewies (yes she is spoiling him, poor boy), and gave him a good groom. She feels bad now, because he clearly wants to go for a walk but she daren't risk him not being able to put any weight on his leg half way round. Baggy was looking forward to her walk too...........