Saturday, 28 December 2013

So, this is not Tilly sleeping off a lovely walk on the beach this afternoon. She is just allowing the vet administered sedative to wear off.

Our Christmas visitors left this morning, the sun was shining and the high winds subsided so of course it was time to head for the beach. Where else would a girl go with her dawg to enjoy some space and time to breathe. We climbed to the top of the sand dune and there was the view I love so much. The beach stretching away to the right as seen below

and ahead a couple of fishermen.

We walked down on to the beach and because Tilly can't resist a little scavenge she made a beeline for the fishermen to check out their bait boxes. I pulled her away once and then turned my attention to the waves which were particularly beautiful. It takes a while to wait for the seventh wave to start to break. It's bigger than the preceding six, and while I was waiting Tilly was back, tucking into the fishermen's bait which was complete with fish hooks. She managed to get one stuck in her cheek. We tried to dislodge it but with no success, so off to the vet we went.

The vet's examination, sedative, x-rays and out of hours 'call out' charge cost us £300.68! But no sign of the fish hook!!! Where on earth it has gone is anyone's guess. Those barbs are serious little anchors and it shouldn't have budged. But it has. The vet was thorough and satisfied that the x-ray shows it is not in her body and I couldn't see it there either. A mystery and hopefully it stays that way!

Tilly will be wearing a muzzle next time we go out. Enough is enough. Sorry Tills!

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