Had an awful night! Bingley started being poorly about 5pm yesterday. He just kept being sick and was crying and had a really runny tum. He just wanted to sleep and was feeling so sorry for himself. Spoke to the vet a few times and managed to settle him eventually but I am exhausted. He is now up and full of beans and has hammered his breakfast so I guess he feels done now!
I was a bit surprised just how upset and worried it all made me.
I love this little guy so much. He's grown so much and is doing so well, but for the past twelve hours he's been that little baby we brought home to me, so tiny and fragile and needing. Never thought I would get a cocker, to be honest wasn't really sure what made me look into them as a breed, perhaps it was fate. But i am so glad I did.
Apologies for rambling, soppy post. Extremely tired! And to make things even more fun my 2 year old niece is staying and will be up in about two hours!
These pupsters are such a worry. Now, will someone please tell bingley to stop watching the fish in the tank and go to bed so mummy can have a snooze??