Last Thursday my boyfriend was attracted to a beauty he met at work—a gorgeous Rottweiler. She was cut from the mold of something quite other than the typical, American-standard Rottie. Not only did she not have an overblown head to match her too-fat frame, she had a tail—a long one, in fact. And that made her special—spectacular, in fact, as he tells it.

Personality, looks and smarts—the...

Gus was my suburban lizard medicine project. Unfortunately, I’ve not got much happy news on this patient's update.

After a couple of weeks of attempting to medicate this backyard lizard with antibiotic-infused crickets (put the buggers in a bag with a hefty dose of injectable Baytril, shake ‘em up and release in front of the sick lizard in question), it was clear Gus’s illness had bested us...