O n our second visit to the animal clinic with Lemon the three-legged kitten, the veterinarian asked if whether or not Peaches’ pet was sensitive to touch in the area where her leg had been shortened by some mishap. “A little bit I think,” Peaches answered promptly. Outwardly, I nodded, furrowing my brow to indicate my thoughtful consideration of the eight-year-old’s clinical assessment of her pet’s condition. Inwardly, I cringed; I’d had no idea. There is a reason I did not pursue a career in medicine. Describe some injury or wound or incident that would likely have ended up with someone punctured or broken and I have to start concentrating on my breathing so that it doesn’t run away from me. Let me assure…