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A veterinarian is just a doctor that treats furry, cute patients.
My Goose Caboose
I remember the evening she came into this world. My father's dog was heavily pregnant and had been pacing and panting for most of the afternoon. We knew she was going to have her puppies soon, though we hadn't expected her to start having them right on my younger sister's lap. The eight year old had been running her hand through the course black fur of the shepherd/lab mutt, when suddenly a mortified look crossed her face; “She peed on me!” Was the screech of indignation. But when Tally stood up, rather than a puddle of pee, there was a small squirming mass still in its birthing sac. A thick boy that would fondly be named Fat Cheese (a name that his future owners would thankfully change). The rest of the evening was a blurred memory of excitement, and by morning our house had twelve new lives in it; eight males and four females.
By Tianna Steinman2 years ago in Petlife
A Last, Lasting Memory
My most cherished moment with my Catahoula was her last. I lied my belly on the cold tile of the vet office, face to face with Roxy while she rested on her favorite blanket. I pressed my forehead to hers, holding her paws while a final drug injected into her vein. Her last, deep breaths brushed across my nose in a warm wash. I kissed her snout, tears falling to dance down her fur. Roxy's big eyes closed peacefully.
By Jenna Sedi2 years ago in Petlife
That Week We Slept In A Bathtub
It's hard to come up with a single poignant memory of your pets when you have five rescue cats. I have some of the fondest memories of my life with each one of them. I'm one of those cat moms that could never foster. I'd have nine of them if we had the space.
By Ashley McGee2 years ago in Petlife
Our Hearts were Not Ready to Live Without You
It has been a week and 4 days since my fur baby, Chewy, crossed the rainbow bridge. We think of him every day. We miss him greeting us excitedly when we arrive home, following us around the house, whining because his water bowl is empty or because he wants us to join him in a nap. I miss him tapping me with his paw to get me to put down my laptop, iPad, or phone because he wants to cuddle on my lap. We miss his company in every nook and corner of this house. It feels so empty without him.
By Debbie Centeno2 years ago in Petlife
10 Different Types Of Veterinary Services At Vet Clinic
Congratulations! you are the owner of a new puppy or kitten. You have just embarked on one of the most rewarding journeys of pet ownership. Once your new furry friend has settled into their new home, it is time to start thinking about taking them to see a veterinarian.
By James Corby2 years ago in Petlife
A dog almost named Cookie
My family is one of thousands that rescues stray animals. There was never a time we didn't have at least one former-stray companion living with us. Right now, we have two cats: one named Mimzy and the other Minnie, and two dogs, a German Shepherd named Remo and a mix named Heidi.
By Chezney Martin2 years ago in Petlife
The Way of the Range
“Why do you always wear black?” “I’m in mourning for my life.” —Masha The Seagull *** To be alive is to mourn. Beds where we once rested our heads, people we once rested beside, animals we’ve loved, family we’ve lost, our bodies. We mourn what has been, what can never be again, hopes dashed, love soured, spring flowers that cannot last. Some days I mourn my 20 year-old knees, my grandmother’s ability to drive a car after dark, cities where young love dripped from me, my child-feet standing on my father’s surfboard, his head still full of hair. Memory, a sweet grief, exquisite and excruciating.
By Jen Parkhill “JP”2 years ago in Petlife