A Dog Man Learns That Cat Lives Matter
A fateful realization in the wee hours at the animal hospital.
It was almost midnight. A freezing rain had started outside, and my wife and I were drowsy from watching “Ray Donovan.” The last thing we wanted was to drag our dog to the vet.
But something wasn’t right with our miniature Schnauzer, Zeno. He had thrown up earlier and was in a downward-facing pose, though he doesn’t practice yoga. He seemed distressed and could barely take a few steps without plopping. Could he have internal blockage?
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