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Frodi has had a warty thingy on his Right side for a long time but over the last month it suddenly started increasing rapidly in size. Vet advised removing it due to the increased size and speed it's growing. It might be something, it might be nothing. Frodi can get his teeth scaled at the same time. Frodi's gnashers were in poor condition when he arrived, cleaned up a lot with having a daily carrot and crunchier food. He weighed in at 16.5kg which seems a little low. He was so good in the vets, he put his muzzle on without a flicker and only showed his teeth briefly when the vet meddled with him. So 27th of Oct is Operation Frodi day.

Kato is still having intermittent problems with her waterworks. Discovered that the Metcam was upsetting her stomach so she now has Pardale for her shoulder pain. She's still on the INCREASED ATTRACTIVENESS tablets. This is very confusing for Frodi who has no clue why he wants to give Kato his best sticks and lie hopefuly beside her basket, chin on paw gazing at her. Kato just treads on him when she decides to move.

Sunday – Frody met Sheffdogs – ignored Penny, avoided Thorneycroft who did some very alluring play bows, obviously doesn’t Slippy on the first date, liked their humans and allowed strokes, deafened own humans on car journey by singing for entire journey.

Monday – Frody cried buckets when Kato & Java left the house without him for their vet appointments – routine vaccinations and Kato actually had her chest listened to as hatty held the stethoscope on while vet listened. She's all healthy. Java having investigations for kidney failure so hippy had to collect wee.

Back at CFC hQ – Frody was left in the care of That Abe and although we left to the sounds of a very bereft & upset dog we returned to a pleasing serene silence. However, being distracted by the prospect of collecting wee, the jubilation of Kato being examined – we completely forgot security protocols. Java & That Abe came snooter to snooter and had a big punch-up. Hippy got slightly bitten in the fracas – ow. But it was split up very efficiently and Frody happily didn’t join in – Kato (who is supposed to be Top Dog) was nowhere to be seen........

To get Java’s wee – we didn’t let her out after dinner, but waited for her to have a nap. She woke up bursting and hippy popped a takeaway box under her bottom. The diagnosis will probably be acute Mushroom Chow Mein.

Tuesday – Frody went to sign on at vets. We explained to vet that although we want him examined and microchipped – not today as we want his first visit to be positive experience. Gave vet a treat to give Frody who seemed calm enough and he really went for her – oops – he now has UNPREDICTABLE and AGGRESSIVE written across the top of his notes. But he isn't really - he is just a scared little boy who needs to re-learn some boundaries. He growls if you touch his food bowl when he is eating - so we are going to try to sort that out by giving him and empty bowl and adding lovely stuff.

Results of Java's wee test shows some mild signs of kidney failure - but we're going to retest in about 3 months time. We have to watch out for vomiting, runny bottom and fatigue.

Decided that Gay Nick our camp vet is not vet at all, just an eleborate front for Class A dealing. I and I, and my big sistah,Java, were taken to see Gay Nick and some sort of chemical was dropped up our snooters and then we were charged £18 quid....Each!. Made us both sneeze a bit but not overwhelmed to incessantly bark total shite at anyone who will listen.

hippy said he was proud of us not grumbling but we were taken completly unawares. A finger up the butt would have been less surprising.

Got home in time for tea and Dog Borstal.

kAt0 and Little Abe went vetwards this evening - but seperately. Little Abes hooligan behaviour in the vets would be such a dangerously disruptive influence on the impressionable kAt0. kAt0 had her annual vaccs and just a bit of a grumble at Nick (the gay austrailian vet who we have now decided is not austrailian, just camper than a festy full of VWs) for making her neck go sharped. kAt0 dislikes being meddled with by strangers - she is the child shouting "stranger, stranger" at the top of her voice.

Little Abe is mellowing, she behaved fairly well in the waiting room, didn't start any fights, didn't shout Yer Big SAft Mewing C*** at passing rottys,no breakages of expensive vetinany equipment added to our bill and we weren't asked to wait outside. Kinda sad really - (aside from the not jumping the queue) she is getting old. And annoying as she can be - that feisty behaviour is part of her lovableness. You have to admire a 17kg dog who offers a 60kg rottweiler out, raises her tail, moons and adds "and bring your pedigree scum siblings with you, your gonna need em CatFace" But today she just stared at her fellow waiting room dogs inbetween bouncing on/off the seats (if they took the sign "seats for humans only" down -she probably wouldn't bother)

And Little Abe went on the table - with only a minor struggle, though it took three of us. Of course when we said "on there" when we didn't want her on the table - she was up in one acrobatic leap by her self. Nick was impressed that the little fella was so agile at her pensioner age. Little Abe had a shopping list of minor concerns - which we detail below -for our own record more than anything. No Vaccs for Abe due to her sensitivity to anything chemical introduced into the System of An Abe.

Lump in tail - possibly trauma from the clumsy kAt0 - we only noticed it the day after last weeks incident when she gave kAt0 a cross snap in the face (and made kAt0 grizzle).
Fatty Lumps in Chesty Box/Neck Area - prob just fatty lumps left behind after the dramatic weightloss of the Abekins Diet
Heart Murmur/Breathing - all is well - no concerns
Scooty Bum - we left the best till last - Abe still looks very startled when the vet inserts digit into her bot-bot

So, home in time for Tea and Dog Borstal.

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Java had her annual vaccination today. Was a well behaved dog in the waiting room - slightly fancied a young staffy who was transfixed by Java's beauty. Java sang to him in her low barooo voice and he put his head on one side.

Pair of twits in the waiting room with a rabbit in a washing up bowl
Awww - how cute. Awww - how very nearly a blood bath.
One dog owner was keeping her dog outside and when her name was called , the dog was carried speedily into the examination room and the door slammed shut.

Luckily Java and her new admirer didn't notice Bowl Bunny. Tearing a rabbit up is the perfect activity for that first clumsy date.

Java didn't like the vet, Java can be aloof and distant at the best of times, but she has a special chilly demeanour for the handful of humans she dislikes. And today she was frozen and emotionless as vet examined her.

In other news - our humans are so easily amused. Oh how they guffaw at their latest purchase from Hootys. Even posty has had a snicker. Not been to Hootys in Willenhall? Tiz a shopping mecca for even the most indifferent and reluctant shoppers. The bastard child of TK Maxx household section and The Pound Shop.

( Yeah, Very Woofing Funny )

Apparently had vaccinations yesterday, and a medical. Been practicing all week with a snooter box as I,m not keen on vet. Not since the unpleasantness of my spay. Went like, totally Pavlovian and now drool at the very sight of me SnooterBox. Have to guard SnooterBox from That Abe, in case it loses its biscuit producing propertys. It was Vet Catherine though, bit of a tree-hugging, "companions not pets", New Ager hippy herself, though not quite as thin on top as my own hippy, and probably got less Tangerine Dream LPs. Catherines alright as far as vets go, I only grumbled cos the stethoscope was cold. The rest of the Feminists asked if the needle stunged. What needle? And I,m a perfect, well sassy 35.7kg.

In other "Its me or the dog" type news - I have been issued a new rulez. Not allowed any greetings from visitors unless Four Paws are on The Floor. Whats that all about?

Sheffdogs dropped in unexpectedly at the weekend, Java was obvioulsy warned as she went off Wallace&Gromitting with her Personal Dogsitter. Walking 8 miles near Brignorth, rolled in fox-poo and then swam back to the pub. Java been asleep since she got back on Sunday. Jazz SheffDog quickly marked up the garden, took me and that Abe a good hour and drinking half the pond to mark the territory back up again. Java ran round sniffing on her return and accused me of having a party and breaches of security - yeah, Sticky Mongo Dog, you try stopping Jazz SheffDog doing her biz round the territory.

Our humans are on Annual Leave - which has led to exceptionally slothlike behaviour. Its taking a fair few wet noses on their bare skin and sniffing down their ears to get them out of their basket in the morning. Though standing on them and baying from the pit of my well-empty stomach usually does the trick, did I mention I,m 35.7kg/78.5lbs? Though humans did manage to drag themselves to PIkea today and purchase random foolishness. A thing to store the ~~soft-chews~~ toilet rolls and a new ~~kAtObed~~ quilty throw thingy for the spare room bed.

laters

kAtO

PS - oh yeah, rottweilers are getting bad press in the media at the mo, humans reckon its only my back end thats the rotty bit, (and maybe my nervyness and my habit of talking to myself) - so....Fear My Ass

hippy took Java vetwards this evening for annual vaccinations and to have Back Left inspected. Java was very polite with other dogs in the waiting room, doing full on snooting and tail wagging - including a pooch that looked like her Arch Enemy, That Abe. So its not bieng a small, slightly overloved black & tan JRT crosses that turns her into a murderous, throat ripping psychopath then.

Vet had a good fondle and just said carry on with the Metacam and Rest Up, no slippy dog and no 12 mile pub crawls. Go back in ten days if no improvement. Java has also gone up to a Just Right 26kg - which pleases us as this time last year we were worried that she was getting too scrawny and the More Pies for Java campaign was launched.

Java likes the taste of Metacam so that bits easy - the No Slippy Dog bit is more challenging. Every time back door opens she wants to zoom off with Kato, do a few handbrake turns, wheel-skids, triple somersalts and comedy emergency stops that involve landing snooter first in the rose bushes. Java won't go for a wee in the garden on lead - finds it embaressing. The only way to ensure complete rest and low impact exercise would be to keep her in unitl she was absoultely bursting and as an extremely housetrained dog she finds that too distressing.