I cut myself again.

Yep. I'm officially accident-prone.

We were out at the horse farm again today (Mum's work) and the weather was getting a bit wild - windy and rainy - so I was running around enjoying the excitement for most of the morning.

Mum dried me off and brought me inside at lunch time. When I lay down on my mat inside, she noticed my back leg was bleeding from a pretty deep gash.

I guess I must have caught it on the fence or something.

Anyway off we went to the vet. Mum left me there all afternoon! They did lots of things to me, and I can't remember it very well, but when Mum came and picked me up at the end of the day I was very very groggy. I even fell down trying to get in the car - Mum had to help me! The indignity!

I was very angry with Mum at the time. I kept giving her death stares. Why did she have to take me to the vet again? It would have been fine by itself, I didn't really need 5 stitches!

Humans are so paranoid.

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Mum's been doing some more catching-up again tonight, so if you missed these, here are my latest posts!

Date with Digby

Model.... or movie star?

Swimming at the Lake