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There’s no grass left

Hello it's Bertie here. I don't know what's going on.  There's no grass left where Mummy puts us out in the evening for grass time.  It's all brown.  Although there is a little around the edges.  I nibble that but it's not enough for a real supper. We spend most of our days sheltered form …

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Percy’s still sad and his lump’s back

Hello everybody, it's Bertie here.  I'm back! Percy didn't feel like blogging today.  He's okay, he's eating, which he wasn't at the start of last week.  Mummy is much happier about him.  He's on morning and evening meds because his lump has come back.  It's moved though.  It's now behind his jaw.  I can't tell …

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