They tell me a bad haircut lasts only 6 weeks. So what? Humiliation lasts longer. I have this most unflattering style of seemingly random shaven bits. Something like patchwork. For a mature gentleman of distinction, such as myself, the effect is tantamount to making me wear a red spotted bandanna … [Read more...] about In which I display my patchwork
My Veterinary Diary
Who was it said "Home sweet Home"? Whoever it was must have spent time in the hospital too. Here I am, home, with a new haircut. The woman is pleased to see me although she has the place locked up like a gaol. I've tried every window and sat at all the doors in turn, wailing. But to no avail. I … [Read more...] about Vive Vladimir Libre!
I'm getting out of here! Freedom! As Ghandi said Freedom is not worth having if it does not connote freedom to err. Very well, I have erred. I have paid the penalty. And I have taken a vow never to mix it with a snake again. Either should you. The Vet is going to take all these plastic tubes … [Read more...] about In which I am liberated!
I worry sometimes that the woman might leave me here. That she may have forgotten me. It's the drugs, I suppose. They induce a state of lethargy which is somehow morbid and slightly depressing. Still, on a positive note, it would not be entirely pleasant to be at home today. People do strange … [Read more...] about In which I almost worry
Bored. Vaguely restless. Can't concentrate for long. I've read the clipboard with my medical notes, assessed the value of striking up a conversation with the ginger tom and plotted the width of the ward walls by measuring the angles in the corners through a paw held at 90 degrees. What else? … [Read more...] about In which I suffer boredom
They are giving me food. I cannot describe my relief. It's so welcome after nary a nibble for almost four days, but the quality is not what I would describe as haute cuisine. The only haute I can see is the price. Indeed I hesitate to call it cuisine at all, but what can you expect from … [Read more...] about In which I encounter hospital food