When I heard her yowl I sprang from my bed. The minute I saw her lying in the middle of the rug I knew this was not going to be any ordinary night. By 3:00 a.m., my son and I were driving down the deserted streets of Henrietta to the Veterinary Emergency. Scarlet’s eyes were swollen shut and she was breathing with an open mouth – not a good sign. We assumed she’d been stung in her mouth by a bee. They gave her a shot of Benadryl, and $175 later, we pulled into the driveway ag