- Location
- Andorra and Spain
Oh, for the love of all that is holy.
The vet was due to come today for Nisha. I gave her the tablets at 12:45, all went swimmingly. J went to collect the vet, and I popped back to my computer to fit in a few more minutes of work. Then I had a panic realising that I hadn't fed the others their lunch and I wanted them to be as settled as possible because them barking could make Nisha fight the drugs. I was rushing, the dogs were super excited because I was obviously acting a bit weird. I put them outside while I prepped the chicken for them. A carcass for Shadow and Squidge, a back for Willow, and half a back for Ginny.
Normally, they sit nicely for them, but today I was in a rush. They all came barging in, Shadow jumped up and grabbed the chicken back that was supposed to be for Willow, I instinctively grabbed it back, my finger went right into his back teeth....
Shortly after, I was phoning J to hurry the F up and get back because I needed to get to hospital. I somehow managed to feed the other three, grab my bag, a roll of kitchen paper, and a bag of peas. The end of my finger was still attached, but my nail was split all the way through very near the base, and I had lost all feeling. The wound itself hurt to high heaven, but then end of my finger, nope, nada. Bollocks.
Several hours later, I'm back home, praying J will get home from the pharmacy with some painkillers soon. It wasn't as bad as I'd imagined as I ran down the track to meet up with J, hand held up in the air with a bag of peas attached. I have a fractured bone and four stitches. The nail is definitely a goner. But no surgery. Hurrah.
I recommend only clicking here if you don't mind a bit of blood and ick.
BUT we missed yet ANOTHER attempt to get Nisha seen by the vet! GAGH!!!!!
The vet was due to come today for Nisha. I gave her the tablets at 12:45, all went swimmingly. J went to collect the vet, and I popped back to my computer to fit in a few more minutes of work. Then I had a panic realising that I hadn't fed the others their lunch and I wanted them to be as settled as possible because them barking could make Nisha fight the drugs. I was rushing, the dogs were super excited because I was obviously acting a bit weird. I put them outside while I prepped the chicken for them. A carcass for Shadow and Squidge, a back for Willow, and half a back for Ginny.
Normally, they sit nicely for them, but today I was in a rush. They all came barging in, Shadow jumped up and grabbed the chicken back that was supposed to be for Willow, I instinctively grabbed it back, my finger went right into his back teeth....
Shortly after, I was phoning J to hurry the F up and get back because I needed to get to hospital. I somehow managed to feed the other three, grab my bag, a roll of kitchen paper, and a bag of peas. The end of my finger was still attached, but my nail was split all the way through very near the base, and I had lost all feeling. The wound itself hurt to high heaven, but then end of my finger, nope, nada. Bollocks.
Several hours later, I'm back home, praying J will get home from the pharmacy with some painkillers soon. It wasn't as bad as I'd imagined as I ran down the track to meet up with J, hand held up in the air with a bag of peas attached. I have a fractured bone and four stitches. The nail is definitely a goner. But no surgery. Hurrah.
I recommend only clicking here if you don't mind a bit of blood and ick.
BUT we missed yet ANOTHER attempt to get Nisha seen by the vet! GAGH!!!!!