Hes been panting a lot over the weekend, at first we put it down to him being too hot as the heating was on full but then I started to worry about his heart and to be honest I speant most of the night in tears and had him dead and buried
(my last boy died of a heart tumour)
So shaking like a leaf I took him to the vets this morning and thankfully its just a high tempeture of "unknown Origin"
He was a brave boy having his injection and only a little yelp from him while having his glands done( he was a tad smelly and yep they were full) Hes now lying at my feet sleeping peacefully.
Its taken this to make me realise how much he means to me. I worried that id never feel about him the way I did Gunnar but Im glad to say I do. I can honestly say I love him to bits