Taking the week off was the best decision I could have made. Luckily, the dean at the school I was lecturing at was a HUGE dog fan and when I told her what was happening she was the one who suggested it. Both during and after she could not have been more supportive.

It’s funny how you take the little things for granted. In that week I got to discover all over again all the weird, quirky traits my dog had. There were reasons I called her The Insane Canine, and it was a pleasure to become reacquainted with them again.