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No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space. No one could have dreamed that we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us.
At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth. Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling towards us were the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth. As I watched, there was another jet of gas. It was another missile starting on its way.
And that?s how it was for the next ten nights. A flare, spurting out from Mars ? bright green, drawing a green mist behind it ? a beautiful, but somehow disturbing sight. Ogilvy the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger. He was convinced that there could be no living thing on that remote forbidding planet.
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No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space. No one could have dreamed that we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us.
At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth. Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling towards us were the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth. As I watched, there was another jet of gas. It was another missile starting on its way.
And that?s how it was for the next ten nights. A flare, spurting out from Mars ? bright green, drawing a green mist behind it ? a beautiful, but somehow disturbing sight. Ogilvy the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger. He was convinced that there could be no living thing on that remote forbidding planet.
Con un análisis de sangre te lo dirán. Lo del riñón le pasa a muchos perros, y más o menos sobre esa edad, al mío le ocurrió a los 5 años. Ni siquiera tiene que ser por infección, también puede ser una enfermedad hereditaria. Normalmente, si es de riñón verás que deja de comer. O incluso también podría ser una especie de bultos/hemorroides (no recuerdo el nombre). El perro, al sentir picor, anda restregando el "culo" por el suelo y casi siempre está sentado. En este último caso no sería nada
Suertemalgusto escribió:No lo habeis llevado al veterinario?
:Mi padre como es un poco "pasota" dice que ya se le pasará,
Vorlander escribió:Segun el, su padre cree en la regeneracion espontanea, y que los perros se curan solos![]()
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malgusto escribió:Estas cosas me queman mucho...
El padre creo yo que sufre mas el sindrome del puño cerrado...
A un amigo le pasaba lo mismo a su perro pero era muy viejo y era algo asi como artrosis. En este caso igual es que lo han atropellado y esta muy jodido, francamente, si tu tienes dinero llevalo tu y no dejes mas al pobre animal asi que debe estar sufriendo lo que no esta escrito.
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No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space. No one could have dreamed that we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us.
At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth. Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling towards us were the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth. As I watched, there was another jet of gas. It was another missile starting on its way.
And that?s how it was for the next ten nights. A flare, spurting out from Mars ? bright green, drawing a green mist behind it ? a beautiful, but somehow disturbing sight. Ogilvy the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger. He was convinced that there could be no living thing on that remote forbidding planet.
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