Harry’s conjunctivitis was only the start. A day later he started sneezing, seven or eight sneezes at a time and then about an hour after that his nose started running, it was like tap that hadn’t been turned off properly – it just dripped. We made a quick call to the vet to see if this was a reaction to the eye drops and we were asked to take him in straight away.
Our vet (a lovely chap) gave Harry a thorough going over and pronounced that he had an infection similar to a severe head cold. Then he looked at Harry’s mournful little face with his runny nose and changed his diagnosis. Actually, he said sympathetically, it’s probably more like the flu. Man-flu.
Over the weekend Harry slept an awful lot, most of the time snuggled up to Fred and his favourite piece of blanket. When he wasn’t sleeping, he moped aimlessly around the house, looking very sorry for himself. Just like a man.