The Last Furlong

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Stoney paw


The Furlong dog has been trouble-free physically. Never been to the vet.

But the other day he started hopping on three paws half way through my walk with him. When we arrived home we called accident and emergency in the form of Dr Furlong. Very shortly, with the help of his brilliant nursing assistant – me – Dr Furlong had removed a little triangular stone – a perfect fit – that had lodged between two pads on the paw.

The patient didn’t even need to recuperate. That night, he was out hunting wood mice.

The wood mouse rescue team, in their pyjamas, had to lasso him and bribe him with treats to get his face out from the back of the pot plant.



Author: Elizabeth

I'm someone also pounding the Path, just like you.. I'm retired, going into Old Age and loving my life. I'm hoping to remain happy and well for as long as possible. Old Age is not SO bad - yet!

2 thoughts on “Stoney paw

  1. Try more stones. Or a permanent straight jacket. If that fails, buy a cage.

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