Lesia is on the mend but not there yet. The swelling on her back leg has almost disappeared, which has revealed a small skin wound – maybe she caught her leg on the steps in Dad’s garden. If she hasn’t fully recovered by next week it is back to the vets to see if there is a more serious underlying injury. In the meantime she is having 10 minute walks on a lead, which both dogs find disconcerting as Chantal heads back home with Lesia as I continue on the walk with Tia. Both dogs stop in their tracks and look over their shoulder at the other until each is out of sight, but yesterday even after Lesia disappeared into the darkness, Tia suddenly decided to go and join her, sprinting back across the field, her flashing collar light receding into the distance. She did come back when I called, but she ran quite a way first.
At least Lesia is still able to join us on our car journeys without risking further damage as she jumps in and out of the car – we still have a ramp that was no doubt originally bought for Breeze.
Technically we live in Oaktree House, but sadly the tree had to go.
We now have a thriving Oakstump at the front of the house.
