Wotan put up a good fight today, clawed a hole in my 'Toadily Awesome' T-Shirt, escaped, and hid under the bed, etc... With Renate's help, I got him in the end, and he yodelled loudly all the way there.
Thankfully, his readings are all good, again, and now he doesn't have to go back for a month!
Ohh, I don't like how hot it is. Argh...Of course I know how much pleasure it brings to others-(but fuck that!) I think I'm going to have to get some videos out for the 'holiday' weekend. There's nothing good on, and I need to have the DONNIE DARKO experience.
My nose is still sore, and my mouth all putrid (no matter how many times you brush and gargle, there's that -urrrgh- hung over taste, feel, and no doubt, smell... When I was at the vet's it was very busy, and one of the nurses was obviously rough; just soldiering on 'cos it was so crowded. The old geezer with the Peke, sitting next to me, obviously had a case, too. Boy if I get it again, I'll be well peeved. I do not recommend this lurghy.