A trip into vet alternatives, holistic vets

Many of us have furry family members. Mine just happens to be 85 pounds of fur and love in the form of a white German Shepherd named Gunner that we got from a foster home. Or rather my son did.

Fast forward 10 years, and this bundle of love is now showing his age. At 11, he suffers some hip dysplasia and arthritis in his spine. He is uncertain climbing stairs and lifting his leg on tires is no longer a possibility. He no longer chooses to chase bunnies and squirrels across the back yard, and has not poked his nose into the wrong end of a skunk as he has done in the past, opting rather for a dog bed next to my recliner so he can collect’ pets’ while I watch TV.

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