Wednesday, January 21, 2009
because i'm worth it
They just paid $287 for a 24-hour stay at the vet's during which he extracted the queen bee of grass seeds from my left nostril, which was presented to them in a small test tube, bloody on a cotton wool pillow. I have put the entire incident out of my mind - why dwell? - and am on to the next thing. I look forward to a renewed and invigorated regime of barking at nothing and sleeping in apparently terribly uncomfortable positions.
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truly devoted pet owners must always inspect dogs after any foray beyond their own garden, and even in it, as Blogger On A Cast Iron Balcony's dog has been stung by a bee while sniffing jasmine and was transformed from a Staffy-face to a Shar Pei-face
poor babies - get well soon
You must admit a beagle nose is a good hiding place for any foreign object, Ann
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