If canine misfortunes come in threes I hope that is now that. 10 days ago I feared Grace was on the way out because she seemed unable to weight bear on one back leg (she IS 12), but after a sleepless night and much grief it was so much better the next day that I think it was a "wrist/ankle" strain caused by one of her mad racing greyhound gallops round the garden.
Then there was the tale of the tail, but the bandage which had gone on again was licked off yesterday and her tail does seem to have stopped bleeding.
However, last night I gave her a Jointcare chew as a treat or so I thought. She started pawing at her mouth with her front paws, drawing some blood (sharp teeth, white hair) and was less than friendly when I tried to open her mouth to see what was wrong. Grace would never have bitten me in cold blood (!) but she was panicking this time, so I had to put a leather glove on my left hand to prise her jaws open and found part of the chew wedged across the roof of her mouth between her teeth. Easy for me to flick it out, but she couldn't do it with paws.
Breathe.
