Friday November 4, 2011
Barely had I recovered from my swimming session yesterday (I was excused the week before due to GENUINE illness for which I have an authentic sick note) then it was off to
Dr Oliver's in Nottingham for my monthly check-up. And more pills.
No sad emergency cases this time but Mum recognised the nice
greyhound trainer who'd brought in another dog with a broken leg - the fifth
in as many weeks, apparently. Pure bad luck but at least they're not horses.
And it was encouraging to see a younger dog hobbling round in a worse state
than me.
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