As can be seen in the photo, Foo has had a blood test done today.
i noticed a swelling on his snout on friday morning so took him in to the vets friday afternoon.
the swelling is thought to be a tooth abcese.
whilst at the vets the vet noticed looking at Foos weight he had lost over 2 kilos since last december and about 5 kilos in a year!
hence the blood test, i will get the results tomorrow afternoon.
hes on anti biotics for his swelling and its allready gone down since friday.
the vet his holding off on the tooth problem until she gets the results from the blood test.
hes 11 years old, i'm not panicing but i am worried.
fingers crossed its not what it might be, cant even say it.
@domino-710 wrote:Your fear of travelling to Adelaide - get over it - you will have a furry, snuggling friend with you - on the way home.
I'm in NSW - when deciding on a Scots Terrier - I had to go to Ballarat - Vic.
The drive down wasn't so bad - done over two days.
The trip home - another story - there she was - so tiny - in a box in the floor cavity.
Leaving Vic at 2pm - stopping for puppy needs - I finally pulled up in our drive - at 3am next morning.
The lovely thing was DD in PJ's - just couldn't wait to hold the furry little ball - waiting.
As Rosie is - as Foo was - they are a pleasure in our lives.
Take the drive David - you will never regret it.
This was her :
Now.
You can do it.
another doggy only a mother could love, if i was wealthy i allways wanted a britsh bulldog.
@davidc4430 wrote:who couldnt fall in love with this face?
Now that is a face that only a mother could love. Not a fan of bulldogs.
That little Scottie is another matter....she is gorgeous.
When we wanted a dog we knew it had to be fairly small as we don't have a big backyard.
I was keen to get a Scottie but they were very expensive and hard to get....the wait was horrendous. I had seen a Westie at a Pet Expo and was very taken with him and very soon after I met one while delivering newspapers. He was adorable and there and then I decided to take whatever became available first....a Westie or a Scottie.
Within a matter of months I saw a very small ad in the weekend newspaper for the last of a litter of Westies. As it was late in the morning I rang up to see if he had gone already.....within half an hour we were on the way to the north coast. We were stunned when we arrived to find that we knew the breeders from horse shows....they had been at the same show as us the previous weekend.
Long story short...he was adorable and came home with us to have a long and happy life.
We later met the owner of his sire who told us that we should be showing our little boy as he was so true to type. We were already involved with horses and were not interested.
