Yesterday I was going to go to the seaside. Alf’s ear was giving him real gyp so I went to the vet instead. He is a real wuss and after three visits to the vet I can’t get near his ear to clean it. A vet, me and a vet nurse couldn’t either. Very entertaining it was, how no one got a bite I don’t know. He’s back on Monday to be sedated, whilst she sorts it. I told her it was a warrantee job but apparently they don’t work like normal trades people; more like Gypo tarmac gangs but I didn’t say so. Another hundred pounds to pay Monday.Today I went to the seaside but called at a small nature r… citeste mai mult