Diary of a Real-Life Veterinarian

The question I often ask is; How rich is too rich? There isn't is there? Isn't that what we are all expected to say? "You go ge...

 Seems I teeter on the edge of more cliffs than I want to claim ownership of. The brink of exhaustion. The edge of burn-out. The constant re...

There is something universally consoling about the kind of rainy day that makes all the decisions for you. The kind of rain that does not pe...

Blocked cats are my professional obsessive jam. The urinary blocked cats, this one disease which is almost always curable, (and, lets be rea...

 Access to Care There are those of us who live our lives with the hope that our pets will find us worthy. We spend the majority of our time ...

In the closing days of July I can be found eating one singular thing in mass quantities; a tomato sandwich. A soft, squishy, spongey white b...

  Alvin. A true example of how much we adore our pets. His story here The most obvious place to start when you are lost is back at the begin...