I am pleased to tell you that I was finally successful in getting that urine sample from Lady myself. Keith tried on Saturday morning, but without luck - although it was funny to watch, I admit. But by Monday morning, I knew that I had to do something - so I closely followed Lady as she went out for her first morning tinkle, and yes, just as she was about to do the deed - bingo - the bowl went under and collected what I needed for the vet. She was insulted, but it was too late - I had what I needed. This story has a happy ending - the analysis came out totally normal. Our little Lady is back to being fine - or as fine as this little precarious dog will let herself be.

Now you know that my life has definitely been quiet if all I can report is my exploit as a doggie urine collector - but sometimes, that's life. Yup, pretty quiet out here in Farnham...