Thursday, August 13, 2015

I've got a sore ear, Dad.

What's the matter, Daisy? You keep scratching at your ear.
"I've got a sore ear, Dad. Make it better please."

Show me ?! Oh yuck. We'd better go see the vet.

Poor Daisy-Mae has a badly infected ear. That means antibiotics, which Daisy doesn't mind because I always wrap them up in roast chicken for her to eat.

Poor girl. Dad will make it better.

Si the DogBlogger.

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