Dexter’s Day: The Vet!

I am a Very Brave Boy!

My Mummy says so.

So does my Daddy.

But I’m also an Actor

And a ”good one”.

They think I should get an Oscar!

(Whats an Oscar? Can I eat it?).

For FOREVER, I’ve had a poorly leg.

Well, not REALLY poorly

And only for a couple of days

But I’ve learned something Very Good!

If I put on Cute Eyes – and lift my poorly leg up

I GET A TREAT!

AND EXTRA CUDDLES!

But I’ve taken it Too Far apparently

And worried my parents

Who took me to see Nikolas , the vet

And I have to take T.A.B.L.E.T.S.

Coz I’m ”inflammed”…(Wot is that?)

But it’s OKAY!

Coz I can EAT THEM!

With chicken , (thank you Mummy!)

And more treats, (Thank you Daddy )

(I didn’t tell Daddy I’d already had chicken

Didn’t want to hurt his feelings!).

Anyway, my poorly leg is a little bit sore

But I can still jump and chase the cats

And fly in the air after birds –

Or I would do, if Mummy let me.

She’s tied me to her chair

So I cannot move….

But it’s nearly Gin O’clock!

So am ready to pounce out of this!

Wuff and wags

Dexter x