We’ve had a really busy day, me and my mum. A fabulous morning being petted by my mum’s friends in our favourite coffee shop (with a few sneaky bits of bacon passed under the table) then to the vet this afternoon for booster shots. I got my second petting session of the day from the lovely young vet who put me so at ease that I barely felt the needle go in. But when she told me I weighed 45 kilos I thought maybe I should have said no to the bacon.
By all accounts the madam, Cleo, behaved herself and passed her check-up with flying colours. She made an awful racket in the car on the way there but was calmer afterwards – obviously knew we were on the way home.
Relaxing under the café table.