A Dream I Wrote Down Eight Years Ago

February 1, 2008 by Rufus McCain at 9:28 am

I’m making the rounds with a veterinarian friend of mine. We come upon a dying iguana (or is it a dog?) lying belly-up on a remote small-town street in the early dawn. The vet takes out a huge syringe-like instrument and plunges it into the beast’s neck, withdrawing a large sample of blood and goo.

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