It was horrible. Wednesday evening, Trudy looked at me funny. I wondered why the usually bouncy Golden Retriever was doing a Cujo imitation instead of diving into the supper. She didn't growl, or try to bite, she just gave me The Eye. The other dog, Blackstrap, looked sad.
Trudy didn't eat.
The next morning, dh said, “We have a problem.” He
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