I was a bit under the weather-diao, diah, diro – THE TROTS & an infected cut on my leg so the dragon thought it a good idea to take me to the vet. She’s had better ideas. Whilst we were waiting there was a brazen bull dog girl who perpetrated such atrocities she emptied the waiting room! They complain about greyhound gas. I was flapping standard.
I am fine after a course of antibiotics although my nostrils have not quite recovered from their abuse! X Pim