During a stroll this week our girl Sophie emerged from a reedy pond, limping, panting and gnawing at her paw, eventually unable to walk. We thought she was dying and called the vet.
When we carried her into the surgery the nurse rushed to examine her and solemnly asked us to place our panting crippled Sophie on the floor.
In something close to a miracle, Sophie sprang to her feet to dart in and out of consulting rooms creating havoc and keeping the three of us at a safe distance behind. From that moment on she has been fine, no swelling, not even a limp. And we still have no idea what happened in those reeds.