Sorry there has been no posts recently but I became really ill last week and felt so terrible. I had lots of stingy injections to take my mind of the pains in my tummy and lots of antibiotics which taste horrid.
At one stage there was talk of me having to go to the vets for the last time! Well as soon as I heard that I realised it was time for a late rally, and here I am a week later chatting to you as if nothing had happened. I’m still trying to milk every last bit of sympathy out of the situation – that way I get fresh poached chicken and lots of extra attention.
But I was very ill and I remember being curled up in my basket giving up the will to bark again when my mate Molly came up and gave me a huge doggy lick and encouraged me to get well. I really like Molly she’s a bit of a lump and a bit smelly, but she’s very kind.
The big dogs made lots of fuss and the vets were very kind, even when they had to force pills and potion down me – I was so upset I exploded in their car park.
So it’s going to be a slow recovery, more news on my return to good health later.
I’ve also heard from some of my doggy chums. Rastus the security guard dog at No 10 phoned to find out how I was, and said that Gordon was getting very concerned about an erection. Rastus has that problem so he’s going to drop some pills into Gordon’s tea so that will cheer him up-so to speak.
More news from Rastus later in the week.

