Saturday 19 June 2010

I'm so excited


This big lad, Rocky, is the reason why the fish farm is still in kit form today. We spent three hours at the vets and after a barrage of diagnostic tests it was confirmed that he wasn't ill, just a sex maniac.
Panic started last night when it was noted by Tracey that Rocky's eyes had turned blood red. Now as he is a fit, healthy bouncy dog, this was a bit of a surprise. Consulting the diagnose a dog illness book was no help, red eyes in Berners means either death or demonic possession, and we were sure neither of those applied. The only difference from the start of the day to the close was that by evening there were five Bernese Ladies on site.
We waited until morning.
His eyes were still blood red.
Vet!
Quick examination, yes very healthy but to be sure, blood pressure, eye pressure, blood tests, kidney tests, maths test, spatial awareness test, walk straight line with one paw behind his back while barking the national anthem test, all passed, Rocky was in A1 condition.
The only thing the vet could think of was that having the choice of so many ladies Rocky got too excited and bust a few blood vessels at the literally eye popping choice.
He now has another nickname, Buster. Buster Bloodvessel.
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