Mirren 8th June

My friend Murphy had a really bad day yesterday.  It was funny in a way.  Pam was just saying how quiet things were now without Magnus.  No upset tummies, no vomiting, no trips to the vet with allergies, no sore tails or teeth or bones.  The Lala called.  She was worried about Murphy.  Pam and Ewen went for a look and Lala and Ewen took him to the vet.  Pam thought he'd either been stung and his throat was closing or he'd stabbed himself with a stick.  It was the stick.  Poor chap had cut the underside of his tongue and stabbed the back of his throat.  He had to have an anaesthetic to have it checked out.  He had to stay at the vets for hours.  The dangers of sticks.  I just chew them for my teeth.  We went to see him later.  Big dogs like Magnus and Murphy HUH!!!  Wooses the pair of them.  Totally zonked by the drugs.  Murphy couldn't keep his eyes straight.