Monday, April 30, 2012

Monday Blues

Monday already. I was lucky getting Tony to take my two kennel shifts this weekend, otherwise I would have had to work every day. April and May are hard because the kennel is busy but my helpers also get busy! Good for business though.
We were about half full in the kennel, many of which were going home today. Plus I had three dogs coming in. Two dogs were here just for the day and  for one of those it was his first time. "Willie' is a huge white German Shepherd Dog that is a Canadian champion with severe separation anxiety disorder. Actually I think he just has anxieties but, regardless, it made the day with him difficult. He had to be kept in his plastic crate when inside because he would climb out of my indoor run. Also his owner had put a dog bed in the crate, knowing he would rip it up, which he did. After a late lunch, I put him in the outside covered run along side other dogs. He actually was fine out there. The owner was sure he'd freak out and start biting the wire and break teeth (which I have had other dogs do) but Willie was quite happy out there. He stayed there until his owner came and picked him up. Score Lori!
                                      
I was appointment today but there weren't too many fortunately. Too busy with the kennel, boxing up pig tissue to send to the University of MN Diagnostic Lab, getting hours done so we can get paid, answering the phone, doing lab work....Lots of things going on.
I know my readers don't like 'gross' stuff, but after all, this IS what I do. Lab work is always interesting to me. Along with checking slides for ear mites, and heating slides, staining them and checking for yeast and bacteria (two animals had to have that done) while the doctor waits, there's also fecals to be run. One fecal from a calf, had to have a special test done to check for crypto. This causes diarrhea and can be transferred to humans. SOooo Megan didn't want to do it. On go the gloves, and I mixed and stained a slide and checked it. Eventually I called Mike to check because I couldn't find anything. Luckily, he couldn't either.

                                     
Of course, my slide isn't this pretty color but the oocytes ARE extremely tiny. I have to use a purple stain and it's negative staining, meaning everything stains but the crypto. We don't get to run this test very often but  it is something we have to be very careful about. Mike has told me he's picked up crypto before from calves and it's not fun. You have to stay very close to a bathroom!
All right, enough bathroom stuff. Today Emily got freaked out (word of the day) because she oped the walk-in cooler and there were 3 dead 200# pigs. No one knew anything until we tracked down Dennis. A farmer had brought them in Saturday afternoon and Tom needed to do a necropsy to find out why they died. Thus the pig tissues I had to send to St. Paul. Even when you come to expect certain strange things, you still get surprised occasionally. Friday I helped Mike operate on a pig in the barn and we put him in a wire dog crate to wake up (the owners). Again, it was Emily who opened the door into the barn and there was a pig standing in front of her peeing! She kind of screamed.....We had to hurry and get him back in the crate because horses were due to come anytime. They would have been upset at a loose pig running around the barn.
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Mike called right before we closed up today. He had gone out on a cow o.b. - or a cow having a calf for the layman. When he called, he said he never did catch the cow. The owner had the cow in a one acre field and not penned up. Mike said he'd catch the cow but after 45 minutes he had to give up. In his words " the cow's as wild as swamp grass"....not sure how swamp grass can be compared to a wild cow but there it is! After chasing this cow around the one acre (and remember, she's trying to push a calf out...), the cow busts through into a 10 acre field. That's when Mike decided he was done for the day.. All in a days work for a country vet!
                                   

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Vaccination Clinic Time!

Today's a busy day. I'm surgery tech which, on Thursday's has kept me very busy. Then tonight we have our second vaccination clinic. However it's already late so I'm going to post a few pictures Samantha was kind enough to take so I can go to bed tonight. Up at 5:15  to start a busy day again. I'll try to write more this weekend...
That's me, second from the left, seated at the table. I'm one of two of us that takes money for the products and shots people need today. Many people have multiple animals so it can take a while. Each animal has a slip filled out for it. I often have to fill out checks for people or hold dogs while owners write checks. Pulling dogs do not make for neat handwriting!
This is a picture of the outside of our clinic with the line going out to the road. We have people go in one door of our barn, and out the other door.
More people in line. Surprising there's not too many dog problems in line. I am constantly amazed though how many people carry their cats in their arms through this activity. They may be standing in line next to cat-eating dogs!!!!
Dr. Jennifer Bauer (in pink) is waiting for the next victim. Dr. Dennis Nelson is in the background. Tonight we had all 4 doctors working which makes the line move faster. There were some screamers though, and it really echos in the barn. Screamers are dogs that literally scream when the doctor vaccinates them, or draws blood. It tends to make clients give little nervous laughs as they worry that their dog will react the same way.
Just to show the cars lined up on the road as our parking lot isn't big enough. I never get to see this sight as I'm on duty inside... One more clinic in a week and a half. Can't wait until it's over.

Friday, April 20, 2012

Back to the writing board

It's been a while since I've written. It isn't because nothing's been going on. Au contraire...I've been putting in lots of extra hours. Routinely it's been 10 or 11 hours a day, sometimes 12! Mainly it's because the vet clinic cut hours. Doesn't make sense? Well, it means there's less people to do the same amount of work. And some things just have to be done before the close of the day. Also one of my two kennel assistants went to only being able to work weekends because she's doing an internship at a vet clinic. All this means I often have to do kennels at 5:00  which can take a couple of hours. Needless to say I'm quite exhausted at night at simply fall asleep on the sofa...
What's funny is I'm often writing the days blog in my head while at work...just can't stay awake long enough to put it in the computer. Oh well, I'll try to be better.
Today was actually fairly boring by the usual standards. EVERYONE decided to take the day off so Megan and I opened up at 7:00. Between 7 and 8 I had 2 surgery dogs to walk, eye ointment to put in the boston terrier's eye that had a melting ulcer, antibiotics to put in his food, charges to put in the computer for the exploratory/foreign body surgery I got to help with yesterday, meds to get ready for that dog, instructions for Tony my kennel guy, biplates with cultures set up to look at, checkins to do for the day,sterilize more surgery packs from yesterday, answer the phone...Whew! Makes me tired again.
I'll tell you a little about the surgery yesterday. This border collie cross, "Lyric" had disappeared Tuesday with her buddy lab. They came home at 11:00 at night but Lyric soon started throwing up. The owner, a practicing nurse, got upset the next day when Lyric vomited up thread.When the owner tried to pull the thread out of her mouth it wouldn't come. She left to get some scissors, and while gone, the dog swallowed the thread again. That's a clear danger sign that thread is caught in the stomach or intestinal area. We put Lyric on fluids for the day on Wednesday to rehydrate her and watch her. Thursday then we did exploratory surgery and ended up removing a clump of plastic or rubber with threads and grass all wrapped up from her stomach. Mike also cut into her intestines in 4 places and eventually found this 2 foot long piece of black thread. The intestine had already started 'telescoping' in on itself and the dog would have been in serious trouble within days.
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The dog was doing really well this morning and I sent her home with a list of instructions and a very happy and grateful owner. The Boston Terrier "Snuffy" went home with his owner too. His eye had been sewed shut by Mike yesterday to allow the ulcer to heal. I really hope the owner can figure out how to insert the tip of the ointment tubes into the corner of his eye  three times a day. Snuffy wasn't real thrilled when I showed  his owner what to do.
Coco the wirehaired pointer went home from the boarding kennel, thank goodness. That dog spends the whole time jumping and barking. It's nerve wracking for the people who go back there, but its worse for the other dogs who have to listen to it.
I said good by to Bridget, the black and white pitbull boarding with us from the Humane Society. I'm hoping Krista will pick her up tomorrow and take her to the shelter. No one can see her here where she's been since February. The shelter's been full and Bridget's the last of the three that stayed with us for a while. We spayed her yesterday (it was obvious she had already had puppies). Bridget's a good girl but she IS a pitbull and a powerful little thing. We've taught her to sit and tried to teach her a little self control. Pitbulls are nothing if not enthusiastic and that's how Bridget views life. When I went in her kennel to give final hugs, she kept pushing her big broad head against me, wriggling her whole body. I hate to see her live in a small kennel but I can't take a dog like her home. Chances are good that she'd eventually kill one of my cats or even one of my small dogs. And there's no way I could tempt her like that. When I took her to Dennis yesterday to put her under though, I had to muzzle her so she wouldn't bit Dennis. She growled at him and I know she scared Megan, Pam, Emily, Dennis. But she really likes me and is so grateful for the slightest attention. Please help her to find a good loving home...
Tigger, the Pit Bull Terrier at 20 months old, weighing 60 pounds