Poor Geoff. A visit to the vets this morning confirmed what I'd thought after yesterdays walk, that a broken claw means Geoff's on short walks on the lead for the next week. I know a dog who wont be happy with that, he's used to 3 to 5 miles a day and a longer walk on a Sunday. Yesterday, he came bounding through the undergrowth of Red Rise Shade, blood all over his front leg, on inspection, clearly a claw...and not one I could deal with. It didn't appear to bother him muchly, though it was still a fraught walk back as we were still over a mile out. He's still doesn’t appear bothered by it, nor his bandage, which is cool.
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