Poor Monty has diabetes. Animal Accident Emergency

Here we are at Animal Accident Emergency Hospital.
Poor old Monty is off his food and drinking excessively and as I've just found out, this is because he has diabetes.

"Sorry Dad. I didn't mean too. But I really don't feel well."
My poor boy. We'll fix you up.

Back to waiting. Blood tests and urine tests, then overnight to stabilise the insulin and blood sugar. Poor Monty.

Si the DogBlogger

Days and days, maybe weeks...

Monty is on a special diet of veggies, lean meat and brown rice to try to help control his diabetes. The poor boy is hungry and thirsty all the time.

Monty ?! Are you OK ?
"Oh Dad, I'm starving. I don't think I've been fed for days, maybe weeks !"

Poor Monty. Well I had better make you a hot dinner then. Minced beef ?
"Oh yes please, prime cut."
Carrot ?
"Hmm, yes maybe some salad."

Will that be all, your lordship ?

"Well maybe crumble some Weetbix in there too, and a pinch of salt."
Weetbix ? Can do.
"Oh yes Dad. It makes me poop."
Yes, well there's something to look forward to.
Si the DogBlogger

Woe is me.

"Bark bark."
What is it Monty ?

"Bark bark bark !"
Yes Monty ? Do you want something ?

"BARK BARK BARK BARK !!!"

What ??!!!

*staring intently at the fridge* "Dad ! Take a hint. I'm starving to death and I went a hot dinner in my bowl. Sheesh."
Well why didn't you say so then ?

Si the DogBlogger

Big rain last night. Muddy feet.

We had a big, big rain last night.
Now we're down at the park playing in the water garden.

"It's lovely and cool, Dad."
I'm sure it is Monty. Just look at all that mud to play in.

"Hmmm, I think I'll take a swim."
Take care now. You're not as young as you used to be.

"Ahhh. It's lovely in."

"Hello Dad. Are you coming in too ? It's very refreshing."
No. It's bad enough having you covered in mud.
Si the DogBlogger

Big rain last night.

We had a huge storm last night. There's heaps of water in the new Rain Garden at the park.

In you go, Monty.
"Um, in a minute. It looks a bit deep."

Nah, look at Daisy. It's only up to her fat tummy.
"Yes Dad, but that first step looks a bit deep."

Don't be a big sook. Jump in and cool your feet.
"I'm just being cautious. What if there's crocodiles or something ?!"

Suit yourself. Daisy's having a nice paddle anyway.
Si the DogBlogger

Shave and a haircut.

It's a lovely hot day and you both stink, so it's a haircut and a wash for you both.
"Nooooo. "
Oh yes. Hydro-bath time at Fitzroy Veterinary Clinic.
"No Dad. No wash. Don't want to."

Afraid so, kiddies.
Blimey, look at that water, it's black ! Filthy beasts.

"Dad, it's in my eyes."
"Dad, I'm not very happy now."

Ah, you two almost look clean now.
"Dadddd. Now we'll have to start all over again."
"Dadddd, I've lost all my smell. That took me ages."
Poor kiddies.
Si the DogBlogger

More sausages. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill.

This is one of the benefits of taking a walk on a Sunday afternoon in the park.

Look Monty, another sausage.
"Gosh, thanks Dad. Good find."

"Yum. Sausages."

How is it ?
"Hmm, it's OK I guess. But it's a cheapo sausage, not like the nice ones you buy."

Poor Monty. Cheap sausages.
"Yes Dad. Still, down the hatch."
Si the DogBlogger