OK, now that I’ve spent two very full days in NYC helping K-9 Down teach soldiers, cops, firefighters and paramedics how to put catheters in veins, bandage wounds and tube their bloating dogs …I’m tired…really tired.

I’ll be back at work in two hours after flying into Miami an hour ago and I’m wondering if I can somehow squeeze a nap in…after I finish this post, of course.

The course was...

Walking along St. Mark’s Place while in Manhattan late last Saturday afternoon, my sister and I beheld a common East Village sight—a colorfully eccentric homeless man…and his dog.

Jessie James, a five year-old pit mix, appeared well fed and thrifty. She and her owner, a ruddy-faced, white-haired Vietnam vet, are a well-known fixture in the neighborhood. Everybody knows and loves them…hence,...