Well, we decided on an early night last night, but all the best made plans of mice and men etc….

Cleo had been licking her bad leg all day. And just as we were about to retire, we could smell a really bad smell. On further investigation, cleo’s swollen tumour had split open and you could see down to the muscle. Not a pretty sight and the smell was pervasive.

So, we got out some old bandages and gave her a good clean and bandaged her up. After getting hooked on a show on tv, it was 12am before we retired.

In the morning, the bandages had been torn off by Cleo and the smell was even worse – a vet trip was in order.

kp got up at 2pm and we enjoyed breakfast outside, but were mindful that we could be taking Cleo in to get her “put to sleep”. I took some photos of the dogs, thinking it could be the last time Cleo and Elsa (sisters) were together.

Here is kp waiting at the vets.

We were worrying for nothing about Cleo. The vet said her skin had ulcerated and set her on a course of antibiotics. Phew !

That’s it for today. When home, we went to the shop to post a letter and get some groceries in. Here is kp on the return.

Hydrotherapy tomorrow.