“Is your dog relaxing or in distress?”asked the receptionist, prompting Akemi and I to swing a look over to the shiba inu sprawled out on the floor by a row of seats at the back.
“Relaxing,”replied her owner. “She hasn’t eaten in five days.”
Five days?!!! If any of my dogs skipped a single meal, it would be enough to set off the alarm bells that would send me off to the vet.
“Oncology triage to the front, please,”we heard the receptionist call over the P.A.
It was 9:45 a.m. and we were at the clinic, taking advantage of a late cancellation to get Bubba seen. His cough, and the outlook, were looking progressively worse. He’d had blood work done the previous night and this ultrasound would presumably confirm the worst.
And, this afternoon, when the results came in, they did. The biopsy all but confirmed the cancer diagnosis and…
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