Not too long ago, for myself and most other vets I know, there was no accusation more insulting and infuriating than “you’re just in it for the money.”But times, they are a changing. As we hurtle closer and closer to the end of this end-stage capitalist hellscape,...

We’ve all heard about how AI is coming for the jobs, right? But we’re okay. Sure, AI can make art and drive cars and analyze financial data to predict the market. But can it diagnose a rare care of diabetes insipidus in a boxer? Or manage a complicated immune mediated...

I’m not sure if I popped my ostrich head out of the sand just in time for a particularly provocative bout of online drama, of I’ve just been gone so long I’d forgotten what it was like to be a veterinary professional on the internet. But either way, I’ve noticed the...

“How do you feel about boostering vaccines a few months early?” someone asked in one of my Facebook groups. It’s an issue that comes up regularly for me in practice; maybe a pet comes in for their Lepto shot and the Rabies and DA2PP are due in two months, for example....

Have you ever gotten together with a group of friends for brunch only to find yourself spending half the meal talking about how you shouldn’t be eating that delicious stack of pancakes—too many carbs? Someone says they need to get back into their skinny jeans. Maybe I...

You’ve finally made it, you’re a vet. But you keep hearing about vets who hate their career. Who regret their choice. Is that the fate you’re going to be doomed to too? No! Tons of vets still love what they do every day. You just need to make sure you’re the one in...

How to Communicate Empathy: via GIPHY You care. In fact, just about every vet I know cares too much for their own good. You care until it hurts. You cry over every patient you lose, even when you know it was their time; you ruminate over every decision you make,...

It was a few months after graduating vet school, and as much as I had insisted that I would not be a doctor living at home with my parents, I was currently living at home with my parents. I was in my bedroom when my mother called for me. I walked out into the hall and...

For weeks I have been living in the In-between. A life between normalcy and aberration. I live on Long Island. Outside of the city, but not far enough outside to escape the horrifying number of COVID-19 cases. As an essential employee who is also an introverted...

Cue close up of a handsome, if slightly portly, golden retriever.   Cut to a scene of him playing fetch on the beach. It’s not all sunshine and puppy dogs, though.  This doggo had a heart-based tumor.  That’s right…had.  As in he no longer does.  And his exceptionally...