Patient of the Day

Patient of the day goes to....

No.  That is not me holding the dog, that is the dog's owner.  The owner has had this dog for about a decade with this behavior being the norm for the entire time. The owner loves the dog and the dog is treated well. It's just one of those ornery terriers that absolutely does not want to be touched.....ever. 

He came in for a nail trim; nothing a pair of leather gloves, two muzzles, and three participants can't handle!

Back Again

You would never believe that just 5 minutes after posting the last entry, we received an emergency call for a calf pull. 

TO THE BATMOBILE!!!!

The sun was setting on us as we waited for the client to arrive. 

This bloody scene.....

....though we had to abandon the squeeze chute, ended with a successful pull, a happy momma cow, and and fine healthy bull calf. 

Another calf pull under my belt. 

Now back to my recorded Aggie game. 

I'm MC Hendrick, and You've Entered the Vet-Tech Zone

Here's a deceptively calm praying mantis on top of a very turbulent squeeze chute holding and very feisty brahman cow. It was a beautiful morning but I was covered in sweat, poop, blood, and I am suffering 2 weeks later with a sharp pain in the ribs. Maybe I could get my vet to X-ray. 

Just yesterday, I aided in shoving a rod down the middle of a busted bone. This poor pup will likely get full use of this leg after it heals thanks to the good Doc. 

Later that day I traded the comfort of a conditioned surgery room for the outside heat to repair an umbilical hernia. They say it's not the heat but the humidity but I couldn't tell. 

To top it off, I performed a procedure of my own as I operated on a coworker's ingrown toenail. A callback today verified the operation was successful. Perhaps I should offer vet services but under an "Engineering Special Price."  

Abscess

What is an adjective for describing something that is full of pus?

Here's a before and after of a good'un!

Good lord the stench!

Three or four times now, I've been at the clinic at 6 am to head off to a locale with several dozen cattle ready for working.   I looked like an ax murderer after helping with some goat dehorning. 

More to come!!!

Captain's Log: 40.-68

Day 1 of my new life started at 5:30am. We were scheduled to leave at 6:00 to work 78 heifers. The work proceeded with little fanfare as we watched the sun come up over a north Brazos county ranch. Client's workspace was very suitable with good working pens and squeeze chute. Here is an old pic of Bruce demonstrating the use of a squeeze chute on his sister. 

He seems to have the hang of it, huh?

I did collect a black and blue reminder to observe the presence of any horns. I learned this lesson while using my belly to hold the head of the heifer to the side for the applications of a bangs vaccination tag. Mostly, controlling the head is accomplished with the squeeze chute and little more is needed. Every now and then though, a bovine sees fit to throw its head around each time we come near it with hand, needle, or any other device which is not either momma cow's teet or a sweet patch of green grass. Now a heifer is simply a female calf yet to have been bred by a bull. So these, being heifers, are smaller than a typical cow, and are a little easier to manipulate. Nonetheless, they still outweigh me by several hundred pounds and contain plenty of power in their neck to throw me around...or in this case, punch me in the gut with a short horn at their will and pleasure. And I imagine this heifer would take great pleasure in the knowledge of my bruise. 

I also had a brief standoff with another pissed off heifer which quickly deescalated with me climbing a fence. 

Overall, I'm going to consider this par for the course and caulk it up as an overall uneventful morning. 

The rest of the day consisted of typical regular shots on young fidos and kittys. I did get to watch a dog trip out on some sort of ADHD medicine, which is basically speed, of which the this curious canine enjoyed a whole bottle of. I guess momma will need to refill that prescription. I tell you what, that dog couldn't stop moving and made me see the appeal of such a miracle drug. Imagine the work I could get done! But prolonged observation made me realize that I would only move from one subject to another without actually getting anything done. That's not much different than the way I am now. His crash seemed pretty heavy also so I put the wonder drug quickly out of my head. 

In the late morning, I branded another heifer with a nice looking "14" (if I do say so myself.). I've gotten very little branding experience and was pleased with my impromptu performance. 

Saturday was meant to be my 2nd day but Audrey's attendance at a county wide 4H officers meeting required me to play soccer mom of sorts. Despite my return to the clinic past the normal Saturday closing time of noon, I still found myself in the midst of vet work as we jumped into emergency on-call mode.

 -Quick!  To the batmobile!!!!-

First, I was pulled out on a farm call to a goat dairy farm. A small outbreak of pneumonia was occurring and we spent an hour or so treating the little ones. I think if a man wanted to administer torture to another human being, he should stick the tied up victim in the middle of 100 goats who all seem desperate for attention. Those goats cry in such a why that could drive a man crazy in short order. 

While at the goat asylum, we received another call about a lame dog. We met the client at the clinic and after taking X-rays (my first time to process by the way) the owner was informed that bone cancer was likely the culprit. Downer there. 

All in all though, it was a pretty good first two days at your local rural vet clinic. 

I HEREBY BEQUEATH......

Presented in order (sort of) of time served (give or take)....

To the Support Team, I HEREBY bequeath my client support; though at risk of being accused of already having passed it on.

To Joe, I HEREBY bequeath my love of vegetables.  You need to eat more, son.

To Kendall, I HEREBY bequeath my business cards back to you.  Time for a redesign? I have some good ideas.  I'm open for consultation for other design ideas.  I know you've cherished them thus far.

To Devan, I HEREBY bequeath all sporting competitions.  You shall take the torch of company fitness and insist that everyone join in.  You shall structure the competition in such a way that you can win, or change the competitions to favor you as necessary.  I also bequeath to you my cause for a company shower. 

To Zach, I HEREBY bequeath the unique responsibility of forcing those who travel with you to listen to a random playlist of songs. You and possibly Barry were the only ones to at least act like you enjoyed mine.  I also bequeath to you THE PROGRAM.  Luke needs it completed as soon as possible (perhaps before Kennedy starts in Sept.)  Lastly, I bequeath my travel case for training material.  It also conveniently holds several power strips. 

To Jared, I HEREBY bequeath my Canadian memorabilia which consists of a maple leaf hat, and a hockey stick.  I may have some loonies laying around, eh.  I also bequeath any fashion sense I have gathered along the way.  A button-up shirt and pants seem easy to pull together, but you seem to struggle like me to put it together.

To Renee, I HEREBY bequeath all my interactions with Martin to you.  You'll know what to do.  I also bequeath my responsibilities for office morale.  You must take your energy with Tammy and spread it around now.

To Martin, I HEREBY bequeath my optimism.  I had plenty but just a drop in the ocean compared to yours.  I'm sure you'll put it to good use.  I also bequeath to you all non-business interactions with Tammy and Renee.  They deserve pick-me-ups throughout the day, and you're the person to give it.

To Ivan, I HEREBY bequeath my Spanish.  Hablo un pequeno espanol y usted debe tener.

To Harlan, I HEREBY bequeath all my personality studies to you.  Spending inordinate amounts of time to understand how people tick and then typecasting everyone else in front of them shall now be your responsibility.  I also bequeath all mountain bike responsibilities to you.  Though I may be involved, you shall gather the interests of the office for participation.

To Tammy, I HEREBY bequeath my pencil holder.  This is no ordinary pencil holder.  It's a 3000' core sample from the Yates formation on the TX/NM border.  You deserve gifts from those for whom you book travel.  This is about unique as my former territory can offer.

To Justin, I HEREBY bequeath my CRM skills.  With yours and mine combined, you shall be in position to show everyone how it's done.  I also bequeath to you my intermittent  beard growing skills.  May you use it wisely and discreetly.  I also bequeath to you the responsibility of being the vocal contrarian.  I held this torch from the get go, and feel I can only depend on you to maintain. I also bequeath to you the responsibility of providing practicality to balance Barry's out-of-the-box thinking.  With my practicality and his abstractness, we could fix the world.  We did it together and now it shall be your sole responsibility to provide my half of the equation. 

To Gavin, I HEREBY bequeath what little sanity I have left.  With an office neighbor with growing responsibilities and boldness , the unrest of another Senior Consultant who shall remain unnamed, and a new batch of sales pukes coming up, you'll need all you can get.

Speaking of Barry...(Everyone see what I did there?)

To Barry, I HEREBY bequeath all mentoring responsibilities to you.  Through my bluntness, I may have already passed it to you, nonetheless, may you ever be a source of knowledge for those coming up behind us.  I also bequeath to you my 2 drink minimum at GPA.  May you put them to good use.  I also bequeath to you my speakerphone.  I don't think everyone in the office can hear your conversations so maybe an additional speaker will help.

To Whoever takes my office, I HEREBY bequeath you the responsibility of collecting Barry'isms.  If unsure as to what these are, refer to Luke.

To Luke......what can I bequeath that you don't already have?  You had international experience, you have Houston, you have Jerry's ear, you have an office on management row, and you have a PE.  Nonetheless, I HEREBY bequeath what little leadership skills I had.  You will now be solely responsible for ensuring programs and policies are in place to mold and shape newbies. As such, I bequeath the Sales Phone Call Contest file.  Also, see Zach about THE PROGRAM.   In similar fashion, I also bequeath you my likability; being viewed as management, you'll probably need as much as you can come by.   I also bequeath to you my KEURIG.   I cussed you enough for using it while I'm on the phone, so you might as well take it. 

Fellow BR&E warriors, it's been a fantastic 10 years.  I came here looking for a change and a challenge.  I was not left wanting.  I have made what I hope to maintain a core of lifetime friends.  Without the brotherhood, the past decade would have been treacherous.   I will always look fondly the stories we have collected.  Luke and Barry, I couldn't have made it this far without you. We have had some crazy adventures and I look forward to growing old with you both in the greater B/CS.  Thank you for the fantastic brotherhood. 

Barry, you have been like a brother to me. We share so much in common, have had our disagreements, and yet come out with a mutual respect. You've been such a great mentor and best friend. Your  unassuming approach with others is a trait I've always admired and enjoyed.  I'm anxious for the new role you are soon to play. It'll be your chance to really excel. 

Luke, it seemed we almost immediately became the best of friends. I honestly contribute much of my success to our friendship. You have an insane ability to soak up and retain information. And despite the sometimes annoying unsolicited advice, your unselfish willingness to share you knowledge and experience speak to your true character. You have my admiration. I'm happy for your growing responsibilities and know you'll kick butt at it. These newbies are lucky to have you there. 

Finally I say, SEACREST OUT!!!!!

Radio Crackles.....

Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you