The Royal Vetinary College was hard to find as I made the fatal mistake of taking the M1 instead of the A1(M). Duh. We were over an hour late for our appointment, having circled the South Mimms roundabout on a seemingly endless loop without finding the right exit, but Buddy was uncomplaining despite it being the hottest day of the summer. His only grievance was the hospital's taste in sculpture. He probably expected to fetch up in Wales, as the drive took almost as long. Diagnosis - hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, or weakened heart muscle; and to avoid risk of further blood clots, treatment is a small dose of aspirin every third day. Almost impossible to make him swallow even the smallest tablet, disguised in treats or direct in mouth, while avoiding stress - to both pet and owner.
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