THE THIN VET - by Dr Steve Wimberley
THE THIN VET by: Dr Steve Wimberley I was a young vet, very wet behind the ears, and hadn’t been at the practice very long. One morning one of our receptionists came to me to say that there was a lady on the phone requesting a house call. However there was a condition – it had to be a thin vet. I had always had the physique of an Ethiopian famine survivor so was not surprised that our receptionist had approached me. I was very intrigued though, so collected the visit bag and set off. Upon my arrival at the house I was met by a distraught woman. Somewhere in the distance I could hear the wail of a dog in distress. “Somehow my dog has got under the house and is trapped. He’s been howling like that all night.” said the woman. She showed me to the side of the house and parted some bushes to reveal a three foot by three foot opening in the foundation wall. The dog had got in there and was trapped somewhere under the floor boards. It then dawned on me. The thin vet was expected to go in...