It is a rainy day in 2008. It is cold and damp outside. You are walking down a busy city street. You see a veterinary hospital. You decide to go inside.
You pull on the wet door handle. You brush...
Have you ever had a really good biscuit? I mean the kind that are fluffy, steamy, pillows from heaven and perfect under gravy, with some apple butter, or even stolen off the stovetop before time...
When I was a baby vet, I worked for a taciturn male veterinarian who never failed to surprise me with his forward thinking. He always asked me questions, not to quiz me, but to soak up some of my fresh-out-of-school...
When the topic of heartworm and flea/tick preventatives comes up during an appointment, sometimes it feels like there’s an elephant in the room.
Often at this time of year, with talk of blizzards,...
We all have those days. The ones that start out crazy and get worse from there. Where the receptionist slides up next to you and hesitantly tells you a client called and is on their way with a pet that...
I’ve been working in the veterinary field since I was 15 years old. I witnessed my first euthanasia just two hours into the job. It struck me in that moment, even at my tender age, that this would...
I know a thing or two about stigma. I have a secret. Make that two. Some people know part of this, some of them know both parts, most don’t know either. I no longer know how to rank which secret...
“Change is the only constant”- Truth Potato
If you haven’t experienced the Truth Potato I highly recommend it. Sometimes we need little truth bombs placed throughout our days to realize what...
I’m from the south. I was born in Kenner, Louisiana and spent the first 9 years of my life immersed in southern hospitality.
My parents kept up their southern traditions when we moved to Florida. I...
I saw a PostSecret recently. It was a postcard of the Stanford campus and said, “Stanford. I am ashamed to admit to my friends that even though I go to one of the top universities in the country,...
