While everyone was out at the Little Theatre Company Playathon yesterday I had a fairly quiet day on my bed.
The Man and the Lady Of The House popped home at lunchtime to feed and walk me and unfortunately I caught that dew claw again - the one I hurt on the Corkscrew Hazel in the garden last week. I yelped a lot and although it doesn't stop me walking it looks like a trip to the vets is going to be needed to sort it out.
The Man and the Boy Of The House came home early at teatime after the B O T H hurt his knee banging it on a metal railing. So there were two of us feeling a bit sorry for ourselves last evening.
I'll take it steady today I think.