I commonly get questions from owners after their dogs have been recently diagnosed with mange. I usually get blank looks to my inevitable response, "What type of mange?"
I was swapping stories with my horse’s barn manager when he said, "I think one of the biggest mistakes that people make is thinking that their horses love them." After we parted ways I gave the comment deeper thought. Does my horse love me?
I recently had a friend ask me why their middle-aged dog died at home "suddenly." I would have rather helped them before their dog actually deteriorated to the point of death.
As the epitomes of each breed’s established characteristics vie for top prize, are these primped pooches instead encouraging the production of inferior copies of the breed?