Wednesday 2nd September 2015
|Coming home under the influence of the general anaesthetic.|
Zeb spent the day at the vet's having a growth removed from his foot (as well as others from his chest). I poulticed the horse's abscessed foot; the district nurse dressed my husband's foot.
My feet are quite serviceable: just as well, since I spent much of the day driving to and from the vet. In a brief interval at home, I found a vast number of e-mails and phone messages indirectly associated with the announcement of the future bishop of Newcastle -- which is the incongruous title of the diocese which covers the wilds of Northumberland.