I've got my passport! (What's a passport?)

We were at that vet place again today. I don't like it there, it smells and they 'urt me, but they didn't today. Still, I didn't want to go into that little room. Our Brandy doesn't seem to be bothered, he just sits on the table and shakes, whereas I do anything to get down and then sit by the door in the hope they'll let me out - but they never do.

Anyway, they dragged me today and the vet looked at us and did something but it didn't hurt, infact I didn't feel anything. Mum said something about taking stitches out, but I don't know what that means.

Anyway, then they started talking about a passport and they all seemed really excited about it, as if it's something good. I don't know what it's all about, I know it;s nothing to eat and nothing to play with so I can't see what the excitement's all about! Anyway, if it's a good thing then I'm glad it's me that's got it and not our Brandy - apparently his hasn't come yet!

P.S by mum - We were very surprised to find that the passport is the same size as ours, although a different colour and as well as having all the details about Brinkley, date of birth, type of dog, owners details etc, there is also place for a photo - so, tomorrow we will be printing off a photo of Brinkley (from his best side of course) and sticking it in place.

Just waiting for Brandy's test results to come back, there is still a chance it may be back before we go next week.