There's nothing sadder than a sick dog. Especially one who gets so congested he snorts and then scares himself into a shaking stupor.
I don't know where he picked it up, but Clark got a cold. While I knew they existed, I never had a dog actually catch a cold before.
Little dogs with short, squat, little faces can have a cold turn into something real nasty, real quick. So after a trip to the vet, he's on antibiotics. He loves being on medicine. To him, he's thrilled to get a piece of cheese twice a day—who cares if it's stuffed with pills?
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