20. Oxford.
feminist, dog-lover and baking enthusiast.
It’s Not All Gloom and Doom of the Day:
My sister’s dog had to have eye surgery again — for the fourth time. The vet was fed up of the dog being in pain (obviously this is nothing to do with my sister; the dog just has bad eyes and she’s done everything she can), but the insurance wouldn’t cover a fourth operation and there’s no way my sister would’ve been able to afford the ~£2000 to pay for it herself, so the vet only charged her for the cone, scalpel and anaesthetic. £48 in total. Incredible.
Also, my sister’s other dog was put in the field with her boss’ breeding dogs. All the dogs started ganging up on one of them — 15 on 1, dogs just don’t play fair. All, that is, except my sister’s dog, who took up the little one’s cause and started head-butting the gang to try and stop them attacking. YOU GO, PESTA, YOU GO.
