
Now I don't want to blame any one dog in particular, but recently (and I am willing to accept that this just may be a coincidence) while we were dog-sitting Lilly for our friend Carla our cat Moushi's tail got mysteriously broken. The vet told me it looked like the result of a bite and he wanted to amputate the thing down to a stub as he thought it would look prettier. I informed him I preferred to think of Moushi's comfort and balance rather than worry about my social status reflected through the cuteness of my cat's tail. Luckily for Moushi (aka "Moushi-Mout-Mout") my persistence paid off, and he ended up only loosing 1/3 of his tail and has everything bandaged up nicely like this:






And then there's Lilly:

Well OK, so she doesn't look exactly like that, but you get the picture.
