Charlie went to the vet today to have his claws cut, as we are having two new white leather settees next week and don't really want scratch marks on them when he jumps up, even though we will put throws on them. The vet whom we saw (as the veterinary nurse was not there) was very good and cut his claws, shaved a lump of fur which we couldn't do with scissors and only charged just under £10. Pleased I changed from the Village Vet who seemed to charge me a fortune. So Charlie lives on, he may have to have more blood tests, but the vet didn't insist as he is 21 yrs old, so obviously not perfect. Update on the terrible twins, both asleep on the roof of their owners house, I can see from the bedroom window, so result. Dulce still runs to me when he sees me in the garden but am trying not to encourage him. He is a bit of a liar as goes next door, as she gets up early, then along the alley, then here, and sometimes home, so he is not so hard done by as he pretends, so as the weather is nice, I am not going to let him in the house.
