I’m impressed. “Blood work” used to mean “We’ll draw blood and send it off for analysis, and should get the results no more than 3 weeks after the dog dies.” Instead the vet was able to analyze the blood right there, and came back right away with a report that had circles and arrows and little sliding bars. And Captain Liquid Shit actually got a diagnosis! Which the vet didn’t think was all that serious but I came home with a substantially lighter wallet and a big bag’o’pills. Plus TB is going on a rice-and-boiled-chicken diet for a while.
Er…it was also suggested that I lay off giving him Spam for, like, the entire duration of his remaining life.