Teddy has been in the wars

Thursday 1st – Friday 16th February 2018

Well February started out ok. Here is Teddy with his friend Louis and Louis’ Mum, Tina, on a nice sunny morning on Canford Heath.

Then on the 2nd Teddy and I went over to Upton Heath for our walk, where Teddy posed to show off his nice collar.

En route home Teddy had a very brief run in with a white, aggressive German Shepherd that lives around here, but at the time I thought nothing of it. We got home and had snuggles on the sofa in the sun.

And then Chris walked in and said, “What’s that on his side?” And, as you can see, that was a large hole.

So it was off to the vet pretty sharpish. I had to leave Teddy who needed sedation and stitching. He was bright enough when I bought him home, though, and hadn’t lost his appetite.

The vet who stitched him up said he thought it was a dog bite, hence my comment about the German Shepherd. And if Teddy was scared of them before, he’s even worse now.

Other than that, Teddy was fine. Her he is posing on the bed in one of Chris’ old t-shirts (to stop him licking his wound).

And on the sofa

On 5th February I had to take him back to the vet for a check-up, so for our walk we went out to Kingston Lacy. The house was looking nice, as ever, in the sun.

And in the gardens the snowdrops were out.

My birthday fell on a Wednesday, so I went to see my Dad as usual in the morning. In the afternoon I took Teddy over to Canford Heath for a walk. That’s Jezebel’s old coat he’s wearing, which is why it’s a bit small. It protects his wound while he’s out, however. As you can see, he’s starting to look a bit shaggy.

At the weekend we had a bit of a cold snap, and the pool by the boardwalk on Upton Heath was slightly frozen.

The following week-end (beginning on 16th Feb) my cousin and her husband were supposed to come to stay, but on the Thursday our boiler packed up and needed major repair which couldn’t be done until the following week. So we were left without central heating and had to cancel our visitors. We did go down to Poole on the Friday evening, however, to see their Festival of Lights. I have to say we were really disappointed. To say we were underwhelmed would be and overstatement. I took the camera, though, and so here’s a photo of Chris and Teddy under one of the installations on Poole High Street.