By Diana Baur
It’s our seventeenth wedding anniversary. Why the Universe would single out today as the day to hit me over the head with reminders, I haven’t a clue. It’s not like I am not regularly grateful or anything. Geez.
First of all, let me say that things started shaking up three days ago. While I was doing some work on my computer I noticed that Max was acting strange. He was wiping his face on the floor with a force. When he looked up, the entire left side of his mouth was swollen, and getting bigger before my eyes. It was creeping up to his eyes and down back to his ears. I called Micha. We threw Max in the car and shot down to the vet. By the time we got there, he could not move his head at all. The swelling had taken over his entire face, his left eye was... More...
