I thought I’d get right to the important part in the post title – I mean it was the earliest I could do it.

This morning, as we were in Dr. Barnard’s waiting area, the doggie nurse remarked that she had never seen him that agile before. She didn’t work there when  he was a younger dog, dontcha know? In fact, he seemed like a different dog. Gone was the hunched walk; gone was the rigid belly that brought whimpers when touched. He looked years younger. We have seen this in December – in the space between Pearl Harbor Day and the 8th.

How did this happen? Twice? Well, it’s the doggie version of the miracle of antibiotics – administered in a shot that works for two weeks and skips the stomach and digestion juices. It’s pricey, no doubt about it, but, oh, how well it works.