ext_2849 ([identity profile] xie-xie-xie.livejournal.com) wrote on January 30th, 2007 at 12:10 am
These vets were informed my dogs are on a homemade diet when I brought Rebel and Kyrie there when I first moved here... but I don't know if the vet I talked to knows/remembers.

My REAL vets, who are not in San Francisco and so I don't go to for routine stuff like this, know EVERYTHING about my dogs. This is just sort of a local vet for blood draws and stuff, if one of my dogs needed anything beyond that, I'd take them to one of the other vets (depending on what it was).

And all their medical records from this vet are faxed to Rebel's internal medicine specialist, who treats his kidney disease and is one of my closest friends. When my dog Bran was dying of kidney failure three years ago, I stayed at her house while he was hospitalized at her practice, because I lived three hours from her hospital. I brought him to UC Davis for dialysis, but they were not able to save him. We fought for his life for ten days, he was only 4. He was Rebel's uncle, although he was actually younger than Rebel... Bran's father was also the father of the dog who sired Rebel.

I also worked in the veterinary field for seven years, as an editor for a veterinary database and group of websites. I still do consulting for them from time to time, and ghostwrite for a number of vets.

And yet, all this knowledge doesn't stop my mind from going blank and then re-filling with horrible imaginings when one of my own dogs is sick.
 
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