Just as he's just about recovered from his dislocated hip, Jeff has got himself back in hospital

This time he's got a blockage. We had a bbq yesterday and couldn't keep a close eye on him, and he has eaten something hard and nobbly (according to the vet). That's presumably on top of the kebab (and part stick) he pinched off Phil's plate and two beefburgers. He started looking very sorry for himself late afternoon and by the time we went to bed was unable to lay down and settle. I stayed awake worrying while he fidgeted and wimpered, and at 4am eventually gave up and phoned the vet. We took him to the hospital straight away and the vet confirmed he had eaten something. They xrayed him a couple of hours ago a found a "mass". They are now operating to remove it. Fortunately because I acted quickly he's in pretty good shape (still perky and well hydrated), so the outcome should be good, but it's a serious operation and I'm desparately worried about little tyke