Only three days after the fire-sneezing dragon, I left the veterinary clinic relatively early for once, having suffered through a day of difficult cases, cranky staff, aggressive pets, and hostile pet owners. Not wanting to suffer through stacks of records as well, I decided to call it a day. The staff had all left … Read more
The fact that I had not only witnessed, but also treated, two living, breathing dragons, each on two different occasions at that, became a delicious secret that I carried with me constantly. Dragons fluttered on the margins of my thoughts during all interactions at work and home, and they soared and dived and swooped through … Read more
Four months had passed since the dragon from the mountain visited me at the veterinary clinic. I hadn’t said a word to anyone at work about what happened that night. Who would believe me? I could barely accept that it happened myself, although there was plenty of evidence that it had. The blister from struggling … Read more
It had been less than two years since I graduated from veterinary college, and I was in the very bad habit of staying late after work. Finishing records in a timely manner was a skill that still eluded me (and something I’ve never completely mastered). Also, I found complicated internal medicine cases intriguing but often … Read more
Frequently I’m asked how I, as a small animal veterinarian accustomed to dogs and cats, started practicing veterinary medicine on creatures that are supposed to exist only in fantasy stories: dragons. The shortest answer is that it’s all due to circumstance, luck, and my own stupidity while I was almost dying on a mountain. It’s … Read more
