I'm not the only one who gets buffetted about by the dogs. Homer, the Bassett Hound was unlucky enough to have Barney land on top of him on Friday after a game of tug of war (with my cardigan, unfortunately.)

The result - Homer has been limping. When he limps he gets all sad and depressed and stops eating, so today Mr Penry took him to the vet. On the way we heard a strange hissing sound.
Is it a plane?
Is it a bird?
Is it Superman?

None of these - Homer had sat on the de-icer and managed to spray it all over the floor.

[The vet gave him an injection and some painkillers and all is now well in Homer's world. I think maybe I should visit the vet too.....]

Homer