I am wearing socks again. T caught me scratching and immediately inspected my skin and found a rash on my chest. Seem to get a lot of rashes here which is very inconvenient as I can’t wear my collar. This is because T slaps so much ointment on my chest my collar would get very messy. I have to wear a harness instead, which is embarrassing – people think I’m a puppy. Mind you, it could be my boyish good looks!

Last night I was forced to wear socks in bed in case I scratched, so far T hasn’t taken me to the park in socks, but it’s only a matter of time. I have become rather skilled at removing the socks no matter how tight she tapes them on, this really annoys her, particularly when I hide the socks as well. Even managed to make holes in the toes so I can scratch while wearing them! Thought this was rather clever and no one would notice but T did, so I am now wearing her thick walking socks. Don’t know why they’re called walking socks as I can’t walk in them very well.

T has arranged a visit to the dermatologist as she is worried, so am I, but I don’t think we’re worried about the same thing. T is worried that I have lost hair on my chest because I have scratched; I’m worried because the dermatologist has shaved off more hair than I have ever removed – I could come back bald!