Monday was looking good. Schedule was not too frantic, things were running smoothly and everything was under control. We got all too comfortable but then Tuesday came. My goodness, I really still don’t know how we managed to pull through and maintain any cognitive function at the end of the day.
If we didn’t come together as a great vet team, we would not have been able to get through the work load scheduled for this black Tuesday.
I must say chapeaux bas to my boss Dr. Bruce Syme who conquers all his over booking battles week in week out. That is the price of being a popular and awesome part-time vet and founder of vets all natural products.
We all simply looked like this by the end of Tuesday…
Wednesday came and I decided to bring in the infamous almond croissants from Annie’s Apple for everyone at the clinic. I felt that we deserved a sweet treat and did not discuss the calories involved in each individual croissant. We had yet another cruisy day up until close to closing time.
There I was impatiently waiting for Gaby, my goat patient and last appointment of the day, to arrive for her weekly bandage change when I heard her owner yelling and storming out of the clinic. I did not know what had upset my client and had chased him down the street trying to soothe him and resolve the situation. His partner had just arrived at the scene and he handed us the leads of Gaby & Xena and took off. I confidently grabbed the leads and was ready to guide the girls (goats) back to the consult room but then they suddenly took off after their owner.
I simply went flying onto the ground and hung onto their leads with dear life.
I was mortified of letting go because they would be roaming a very busy street. Unfortunately I ended up being dragged on a decent stretch of dirt road and had to let go of them when I smashed into an obstacle. I shed a very few tears out of reflex but there was no time to feel sorry for myself, I had two loose goats to catch.
Thankfully, Amy, one of our vet nurses, had heard my shrieks and came to our aid and did the Haka dance to ward off the goats from going towards the highway. After 5-10 minutes, we managed to catch them and escort them to the consultation room. I proceeded with the scheduled bandage change and then had to assist my colleague afterhours with her patient ‘Bonnie’, the goose.
When I finally got home and my adrenaline levels had plummeted, I felt my body aching.
I had acquired a few war wounds and could not sleep the night. I have since taken a few days off work to recover.
Gaby & Xena’s owners have sent me the loveliest bunch of flowers and a card apologising for the girls’ misbehaviour. They also informed me they had threatened the girls and told them they were going to be turned into the most expensive goat curry ever. They have spent a fortunate on getting Gaby back to full health and we have just a few more weeks until she is there. I will be writing a whole blog about her when she is 100% cured!
I learnt a valuable lesson: ‘Let go of the leads attached to goats on a mission to escape!’.
I also secretly wished someone took video footage of my then ordeal and now pretty funny tale that illustrated how far I would go for my patients.
I tell you, a vet’s life is never dull and I sure as hell am a dedicated vet 🙂 …