Show me your teeth...

We do a lot of this ....
Monty, show me you eyes.
"Yes Dad." *snuffle snuffle*
I have to check for eye goop and that ingrowing eyelash.

Show me your teeth.
"Yes Dad." *snort snort*
Lovely teeth. Those bones keep your teeth nice.

Show me your ears.
"Yes Dad." *snuffle snort*
Nice clean ears.

You're such a good boy, Monty
"It's all attention Dad. I like it when you look after me."

Lovely boy.
*snuffle snuffle*

Si the DogBlogger

Lock down.

Sorry you two, but we're all locked out.
"Why Dad ?"

Because you two have dirty feet, that's why, and Mum's washing the floor. It's lock out for all of us.
"Oh. But I'm hungry."
Tough luck, Daisy.

"How about now, Dad. Can we go in now ?"
No. It's only been thirty seconds, Monty.
"Oh. But I'm hungry too."
Tough luck for you as well.

Hmmm, and I'm hungry too ! Shoulda grabbed a biscuit.

Si the Dogblogger

Feeling better, thanks Dad.

Hello Monty. How are you going today ?

"Hello Dad. I'm feeling much better thank you."
You can thank your Mum, 'cos she's the one sticking needles in you at the moment.
"Thanks then to Mum. But a scratch would make me feel even better, Dad."
A scratch ? Can do.

"In fact, I feel good enough to try a roll."

"Ah yes. I'm feeling pretty good indeed."
Well that's a fine thing then.

Si the DogBlogger

100 needles, just for you.

Poor old Monty has just been diagnosed with diabetes.
Look Monty ! One hundred needles, just for you.
"Gosh thanks Dad, I think."

"What about me, Dad ?"
Well Daisy, I can poke you with needles too if you want.

"Oh, needles ? No thanks then."
Si the DogBlogger

Dogs with diabetes don't get treats.

My poor Monty. Let me look at you. Look at all those shaved patches and holes poked in you.
"Hello Dad. Yes, but I feel a lot better now."

Are you ready for your needle then ?
"Um, no Dad. It hurts a little."

Here we go then.
"Dad ! I said no, not ready. Maybe a treat first ?"

Too late, and you've had lunch anyway, so no treats.
"Ouch and ouch. What do you mean no treats ?!"

Dogs with diabetes don't get treats.
"Now that hurts."

"What about me, Dad ?"
Well, I can stick a needle in you too Daisy-Mae, if you really feel the need for attention.
"Um, no thanks Dad."
Si the DogBlogger

Just you and me today, Daisy.

It's just you and me today Daisy. Poor Monty's still in hospital.
"Yes Dad. Poor Monty."

The vet said I can collect him later tonight.
"If he's not home for supper, can I have his ?! Yum. Two suppers."
No you can not ! Don't be mean.

And don't you going falling ill either. I can't afford two sick dogs.
"Grrrrr. No chance Dad. I'm not going to any vet. The poke needles in me."

Si the DogBlogger

Visiting Monty in hospital at Animal Accident Emergency

We're visiting Monty in hospital. Hello my poor boy.
"Hello Dad. Hello Mum."

So, diabetes eh ? How are you feeling now.
"OK I guess, Dad. I've had a good sleep and don't feel so woozy any more."

How are the staff ? The vets and the nurses ?
"Cute Dad ! I like Juliette, and Louise is lovely, and Doug talks to me."

You know I'm gonna have to inject you twice a day.
"Ouch. Really ?"

Yup. Anyway, let's do a little product placement. Hold still.
"Sigh, yes Dad."
Big thanks to all the staff at Animal Accident Emergency.
Si the DogBlogger