Dogs never lie about love ... but everything else ....?

Jeffrey Masson wrote a wonderful book called "Dogs Never Lie About Love."

About other stuff, though?

Take Helen Anne, for instance. Friday afternoon, she was on three legs. Still arking happily, still wagging her tiny tail, but holding one of her hind legs up tight to her body.

Since she seemed basically cheerful, and I could ascertain no blood or shattered bone, I decided to give it a few days.

Saturday: three legs.
Sunday: three legs.
Monday: three legs.

So I called the vet Monday morning, made an appointment for 9:45, raced home to bring her in: she's not only on four legs, she's hopping up and down on her hind ones with delight that I'd come home.

As my father used to say, "They don't give Academy Awards for performances in the kitchen."