Snip, snip, snip. Spud the dog has had a trim this week, the hope is we’ve reduced his mud carrying capacity, but left him enough to keep warm. He’s been quite explicit about how close a shave he’s had
Jammy and Dodger the kitten-cats have had a more radical snip, they too have been quite explicit about their treatment.
The veterinary nurse was quite specific about their post operative treatment. Jammy and Dodger should remain indoors for48hours, they should only have a little too eat for the next few hours, they should be kept warm. We’d not a cat in hells chance of delivering any of that. I locked the cat flap, to keep them in the utility room, when I went to check on them an hour later, I couldn’t find Dodger anywhere. That is until I looked out side, he was sat on the doorstep, wet and bedraggled, the temperature was .09c and sleeting: I’d set the flap to let him out not in. Nor were they happy about restricted rations, they took to launching themselves at the kitchen door in protest.
Spud was sympathetic to their plight, he’d been there before*.
Sorry about the phone photo quality