2CV Forklift

This beastie flies around in the big building site behind our house, chucking pallets around, and it's body shell is so obviously 2CV shaped (well, according to Dad anyway) that it has become known in our family as the "2CV forklift" . Even more so when being driven with the side door swung back to complete the curve of the roof. Barking!

We needn't have worried yesterday about the "coals to Newcastle" thing. A and B Chef were charm personified, loved the food Mum and Dad put in front of them, had seconds (we dogs would say "sadly" here, because it was roast beef and there was little left for us!), got stuck into the wine and were great company. "A" Chef was OK with dogs, too, which was an added bonus, although "B" was not so keen. Still, you can't have everything.

Meggie is almost completely cured, the abcess gone and her foot returned to normal colour. Her walking returned to normal speed and comfort, too. Like good infection-control citizens, though, Dad is making her finish the course of anti-biotics, which still has 3 days to run.

All the best
Deefer