Tuesday 9th September

Magnus

All is peaceful at the ranch.  Mirren isn't here.  Got to sleep in my own bed last night without her chucking me off it.  Anyway, she's in hospital.  At the vet hospital in Edinburgh.  Pam calls it the Dick Vet.  It's old name apparently.  We all went there on Monday.  I had to go back to the car.  I could smell vets a mile off and the floor was very tricky looking.  I just shook so Ewen took me back to the car.  Mirren hasn't come out yet.  She has cranial cruciate disease.  She's getting her right leg fixed.  I hope she doesn't have to go to an airport because she'll set off the alarms if she does.  Metal bit in her leg.  She'll have to take it easy for six months.  Pam and Ewen are quite concerned but I find the extra floor space attractive and Ewen and I have been paddling and playing in the river this morning.  Mirren doesn't like water.  That could be a problem because swimming will be good therapy for her leg.  Ha ha!!!

You can Facebook the hospital on https://www.facebook.com/dickvet

Pam and Ewen say it's really good there so hopefully my chum will be well looked after and I'll see her soon.

I've been at the vet too.  Jabs and a lumpy bit in my neck.  Fatty lump!!??? I don't think so.  I'm too fine a figure of a Wolfie to have a fatty lump for goodness sake.