Monday, November 06, 2006

Dog days

And it was all going so well. Beautiful morning, lovely walk with Jude who met lots of her doggy friends, then her rottweiller mate got a little over-excited and somehow Jude ended up with a gash in her front leg. Claret all over the shop. Greyhounds have hardly any fleshy bits on their legs, and the skin appears to be stretched over sinew and bone. I managed to get her home, then we put a blue flashing light atop the Fiesta and set off for the emergency vet in Burnt Ash. She had to be taken in for stitches, and so we left her there.

Well this messed up my day. I was meant to be meeting my student chums at St John's Wood and visiting the Simeon Solomon exhibition at the Ben Uri Gallery. Cancelled that and watched Roman Polanski's version of Oliver Twist instead. Interesting. I got quite tearful at the end when Oliver went to the prison to visit Fagin - an episode omitted from the Lean and Reed versions. Tell me, is this boring you?

We collected the patient at 6pm and she was as dopey as a junkie, staggering around and swaying in the breeze. After a spot of supper, she was out for the count on the sofa, leaving little room for me to sit and watch Hidden which I had been looking forward to seeing for ages. Er...maybe I was tired, maybe I wasn't on the right wavelength, but it left me cold.

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