I’m working on this article for The Bark and having some trouble working out its fundamental content. I decided, therefore, to have you lend me a hand, seeing as most of you are veterinarians, technicians and/or hyper-educated pet owners.

The issue is this: What are the most common missed diagnoses in pet medicine? OK, it’s for The Bark so we’re talking dogs here, but I’ll accept any...

Here's another installment in the Khuly household's caprine chronicles: Tulip, who by now is showing off her twin baby bumps with something of an eye towards getting something out of her over-awed admirers. Alfalfa works great, btw, but any kind of grain will soon find her snorfling out of your hand faster than you can ask the silliest (and most common) question you can about a doe due to kid...

Illegal drug poisoning in pets is more common than you think. While most pets won’t consume alcohol in sufficient quantities for intoxication (not willingly, anyway), other mind-altering drugs don’t provide the same degree of safety.

Marijuana, ecstasy, cocaine, crystal meth. They’re all common culprits in emergency pet medicine. In fact, veterinary communities in certain geographic locales...

Ever heard of Nihon Tokushu Noyaku Seizo K.K. of Tokyo, Japan? In 1986, he applied for and received a US patent on a new product that seemed the “perfect” poison. It was highly attuned to killing bugs and such while offering mammals a wide berth, lethal dose-wise.

Bayer soon saw the beauty in the product’s novel way around an insect’s exoskeleton and took it off Mr. Seizo’s hands. That’s how

Yes, it’s disgusting. Yes, it’s potentially unhealthy. Yes it seems strange. Why an animal would choose to eat another’s stool is so non-human a concept as to thoroughly disgust almost any self-respecting pet owner (except perhaps Mr. Dalí, whose notorious preference for the scatological almost makes me hope he never kept any pets). 

Then there are those who happily snack on their own...

...sometimes they deserve to have the wrath of the public rain down on them. Consider the following two examples:

A local colleague who decided he couldn’t take no for an answer when a client refused to pay a $500 bill, citing the impoverished state of her bank account. Apparently enraged by the disparity between his client’s excessive finery and his own decidedly down-market ways, he points...

As I sit here with this morning’s double-tall, non-fat, no-whip mocha, I can’t help bemoaning its cool temperature. But it couldn’t be helped. Not after I spied two little dogs running headlong up an expressway ramp about an hour ago.

Veer. Screeeech. Hazards. Hatch up. A pop-top can of Mighty Dog (I admit, it has its uses) and two loop leashes in tow, I was on the hunt. By the time it was...

Yes, I’ll write about [just about] anything as long as it reminds me of veterinary medicine. Today’s post is proof. It’s to do with the most salacious, creepy kind of medicine there is (or was): Michael Jackson’s personal brand.

Michael Jackson never was much of a hot topic for me until he succumbed to some IV propofol, served straight, allegedly sans direct observation. That’s when his...

Believe it or not, it’s the most common pet-themed question on the Internet. It also just so happens to be one for which an almost endless variety of answers have been made available for you to digest. Just ask Dr. Google if you still disbelieve.

In spite of the explosion of possible answers (good and bad, alike) I’ll offer you just a handful of the better ones and leave it up to you to...

Now that I’ve got two permanent pooches and a foster dog, a couple of not-really-mine-but-they-live-there yard cats, two goats and a flock of chickens (eleven, to be exact), my poop situation is a tad outta control.

Though the “livestock” are confined to the back half-acre of the yard where they can roam to their heart’s content and defecate with wild abandon, the cats and dogs go wherever...