Half way through this cage torture….
Having failed to get me off pain killers last week, and instead only managing to half the quantity, Mummy is having another go – so my last pain killer was taken on Sunday evening. Please excuse me if I go a bit cold turkey….
Mummy left the radio on last night so that I had “company” when she went to bed. That made it better, and I only cried a little before I went to sleep.
I had a play with my brother today – that was lovely. Mummy seems more willing to let me have little play sessions as long as I go in the cage and rest my leg afterwards, as she thinks that will help build up the soft tissue and muscle and help me to recover quicker – both physically and mentally. My leg doesn’t feel too bad after our play.
PS Happy birthday to cousin Sparky – 3 today!