All I know is that the 20-mile ride in the car to the animal hospital perked her up to the point where it was difficult to justify my judgment that Echo was significantly lethargic. It's like when you call the repairman, and the machine refuses to do what it's been doing that made you call the repairman.
Echo was relieved that I wasn't leaving her to be boarded again, and got all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed when it was time to go. If this is all it takes to snap her out of her dead-dog behavior, next time I'll just drive around town and forgo the expense of taking her to the vet.
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