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I am going to start referring out all of my dog and cat spays from now on. But, I will only refer them to a boarded surgeon that has a board certified anesthesiologist perform the anesthesia.

I am really ashamed to admit this, but, I have told clients that.

When I get on a plane I go into a zone, putting up imaginary walls around my half square meter of territory. I usually fire up the laptop, read, or just shut my eyes and enjoy the solo time.

I had some surgery on my elbow last December. Afterward I was sporting a nifty green cast on my arm.

A raucous pounding shook the building, shattering the monotonous drone of beeps from the ICU ward.

I think I lost a client this past week. In this economy, that is a tough pill to swallow. However, considering the situation, I can live with it.

For the majority of my career I have hosted veterinary students as part of a preceptorship program. I can’t tell you how many students have come through my doors since the beginning.

I woke last night to the sound of thunder. “How far off?” I sat up and wondered, a patina of sweat on my arms, sheets and pillow damp. Actually, I was kinda glad that I woke.

I’ve got letter-envy. It’s true. All the other vets I work with on the journal have way more letters after their names than I do.