My avatar is my dear Henry who died from blastomycosis, a fungal infection in his lungs. Henry, like my other dogs, was a "South Arkansas Road Dog," a common breed here since people dump so many animals on country roads. He had a spell this past winter when he dug out of the yard no matter what I did to block him from it. He would take himself hunting in the woods and come back muddy. His vet said the fungus came from the wet soil that Henry hunted in.
His dear vet gave me for a replacement a three-legged black and tan coonhound who needed a home. She is a sweetie. Her name is Leila.