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My wife and I took our dog to the neurologist the other day. Yes, the neurologist. For a dog.
I'm sure it sounds extravagant, but Cosmo had been having unexplained seizures, so we took him in for an MRI and a spinal tap after a batch of the normal, cheaper tests.
He's a handsome dog, but he's built like an old East German car. When he was barely a year old, he came up lame in his front right leg. The vets had to cut the bone in two, insert a long metal pin and then snap it...
Dogs Don't Care About Dogma
Click my name and read my piece: Barack Obama: the Post-Nation State President and the End of American Exceptionalism and see for yourself what this ruthless, determined, cool...