Romashka Report and unhappy country dogs 😉

Hi, my dear friends!

Lord, give me the strength not to use force! These were my first words when today in the veterinary clinic we removed the postoperative blanket from Romashka.

This very good very bad girl licked and removed her stitches overnight. There was a hole in her belly!

I cursed, the vet cursed, and Romashka pretended that she had nothing to do with it.

Well... now she had a not very pleasant procedure of sewing up a hole in her stomach under local anesthesia. But even that didn't dampen her morale. As soon as we left the clinic, she tried to steal someone else's bag of meat!

Tomorrow we are going to the clinic again and I don't know what the next surprise is waiting for me.

In the meantime, I do not lose hope to still put things in order in my photo archive. Putting things in order in the photo archive is like putting things in order in the library. But if in the first case the main thing was not to start reading, then in my case the main thing was not to start looking at photographs. And yet I made this mistake. As a result, I got a selection of "Unhappy country dogs."

Why is that? This is a funny and paradoxical story. Once upon a time, we left our apartment in Kyiv and moved to a country house precisely because of the dogs. We then had two old Labradors and an old Dalmatian. We thought that the dogs would be more comfortable in the house than in the apartment. And we did it, although it made life very difficult for us, because, for example, if earlier I got to work thirty minutes, then after the move, the road began to take almost an hour and a half.

Nevertheless, a couple of times they refused to give me a dog precisely because ... I live in a country house. Some people somehow think that a dog will feel better if it is locked in an apartment most of the day than if it can walk in its own large yard when it wants ....

In these photos you can see how our dogs live. They have everything, even their own beds. Not all of them like to sleep on rugs, so I left a couple of old beds in the house, which I make as if I were making them for a person. They really like it. But at the same time, they will never refuse to sleep on my own pillow 😁

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