Oh that Merlin! He had to go and frighten me on a Saturday morning when the vet's call out would be twice as expensive!!! I was breathless with fear when I saw how lame he was. I was convinced he'd broken his leg, or worse, his back. Now I know I'm a complete worry wort, even at the best of times, so I took a few deep breaths, and then shot off home to phone the vet!
My vet's practice has several really good vet's and luckily, it was one of my favourites. It was the first time he'd met Merlin, and being from Scotland himself, was extremely fascinated by the Eriskays. He'd never met one in person before and as Merlin behaved impeccably, he seemed quite won over by him.
It would appear that Merlin had strained his stifle, probably during one of his more lively battles with Toffee, and after much trotting in circles and swift direction changes, we decided that it wasn't life threatening! Phew!!! The only time Merlin objected was when his stifle was manipulated, but I don't blame him for that, he was clearly in a bit of discomfort. The vet stayed for over 40minutes, examining and checking Merlin thoroughly, and when he left, he was pretty clued up about Eriskays and what a sweet nature they have. I couldn't have been more proud of Merlin, he was quite a little Ambassador :)
Wednesday 10 December 2008
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