Thank you so much again, all my dear and lovely friends, for your kind comments following last weekend's incident. Gail and I feel quite overwhelmed, and apologise that we have not had time to reply to each one individually.
I am pleased to report that I, Bertie, am on the mend. In fact I am starting to find this 'only short walks and always on the lead' regime quite irksome.
Earlier this evening I went for a quick check up and saw a different vet. She was happy with my progress, and said my notes from the weekend contained a 'graphic and gruesome' account of the state of my insides…
However, today I want to discuss the state of my outside.
It won't have escaped the notice of anyone who read my last post that I now have an interesting haircut.
Oh, you didn't notice? Here is a reminder.
As you can see, half the shaved furs around my wound were white ones and the other half were black.
Until Sunday these furs had never once been cut, only stripped. People often comment - favourably, I believe - on my distinctive black markings. WFT aficionados will tell you that cutting or shaving furs results in the black fading to a paler grey colour. But is this true?
Well now, consider this. We have perfect conditions for a fascinating scientific experiment, don't we just?
Oh won't it be exciting to watch what happens to the shaven patch as the furs grow back! What? Gail is saying "exciting like watching paint dry Bertie?" I think that is supposed to be a joke.
I am going to insist on Gail taking a photo of the patch, plus the surrounding never-shaved furs, at fortnightly intervals between now and the end of the year. I shall publish the results of this ground-breaking research, together with the sort of rigorous analysis you have come to expect from Blogville's Chief Scientific Advisor, shortly afterwards.
I bet you can't wait.
PS Talking of colours, Gail's bruised arm is looking ever more, well, colourful…
PPS Our Scottie friends might like this cartoon. Click here.
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