Have you ever

seen the commercial where the blond girl is twirling her hair and she says "I don't eat meat. I'm a ve-tri-nar-i-an."?

Veterinarian, vegetarian, to-ma-to, to-mah-to. It's all the same.

I think she is the vet who examined my Coal at the clinic on Tuesday.

We have taken our dogs to this same clinic all their lives. Girl-vet called MFH and said she was concerned with Coal's raspy breathing. MFH says, "He's been that way ever since Dr. H did the trachial tie-back." Oh. He had a trachial tie-back? She didn't see that. Well, that explains the breathing. She's then concerned about the lameness in his leg seemingly without injury. MFH says, "He had an ACL injury that we didn't know about until much later in his life. It's all in his file. Did you even read his file?"

Sheesh.

Coal is doing much, much better. He's eating again, walking better, and wagging his tail a lot.

You're welcome, buddy.