The chipped bone that the Spanish vet passed off as inconsequential is in fact a great big lump of bone that needs to be screwed back in place. Our family vet is livid that the Spanish vet let a dog travel in that condition! We've seen the x-ray and it was gruesome. Just glad we'd made an appointment for the day after he landed for a check-up. No wonder he was quiet when he met the cats. No excusing the Spanish vet but Bailey's leg wasn't misshapen, just swollen. We could have waited a while for the swelling to go down, thinking all was fine. He's not a noisy complaining sort
So Patrick the Wonder-vet is currently pinning little Bailey back together. I've every confidence in him. He had to do the same to Tig when the Ginger Git managed to slide off a roof and land on three paws and one rear hock bone. Tig still has 'Barry Sheene' as a useful alias.
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Blimey, it's all go down there at the Chadderton Home for Distressed Mogs 'n' Dogs, isn't it? Hope the op goes well (and hope James is paying!).
I'm certainly not paying for it! And he's only staying at mine for free, because poor Gromit was cruelly outnumbered. He was so pathetically grateful to see another dog, even a lame one who's scared of cats!
Ah, doggy solidarity - hope Gromit makes the most of it!
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