Pets are people too.

So the Nana is in hospital as I said in my last blog.
I went to see her on Friday night. I'll go again tomorrow coz I'm worried about her.

But last night at 9.45pm, where was I? In the vets.
One of my lovely dogs, my little baby Jack couldn't get up on his back legs.
So we, being me and my mam, had to lift him into the car.
Jack isn't exactly a small dog. Himself and Oscar(his brother) are golden retrievers crossed with polar bears. Yeah big dogs.
So we rolled him onto a blanket and lifted him into the car.

We looked like we were loading a dead body for disposal. It was funny.
Anyway I didn't get home from the vet till 11.15. Saturday ngiht I shpuld have been out haveing a few pints. But I was sitting in the emergency vets.

But we get attached to out pets.
Talk to them like they understand. And, you know what? They probably do. That look at us and think, "What the fuck are they talking to me for? Sure I'm just the dog."

We worry more about them than ourselves.
Over here is cost 55 euro to go to the doctor. I always have to be super sick to go. I can't afford 55 euro everytime I go. But if my dogs or cats are sick there is no question of "is it to expensice?" I would pay 555 euro if they got better.

Pretty odd no?