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Tell us your wildest Vet Tech moment!
We want to hear the funniest, smelliest and craziest stories. Each month we will select the wildest story to automatically win a Rescue® prize pack and be entered to win 1 of 3 grand prizes.
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Ashley L. pictured with Daisy Pearl at work.
|I'm an ICU nurse at a specialty and emergency hospital. One day we had a young golden doodle come into our clinic for a snake bite. The owners elected to go forth with the antivenin treatment and so the doodle was moved into one of our large bottom cages in our ICU. This poor doodle was so sweet and I felt so bad I decided to pull him out onto the floor in front of his cage so that it was easier to work with him and monitor his vitals. Well about 30-40 minutes into his transfusion I'm sitting on the floor with him when all of a sudden I hear this loud PPPPPRRRRRRRRTTTT and the little terrier in the cage above had swung its butt around to face the door and unleashed the most horrible diarrhea waterfall down into my sweet doodle! All I could do was shriek NOOOOO in horror and disbelief as it sprayed down onto my patient! I immediately had to pause the transfusion so I could give him a bath. It was on that day that I learned never to sit under a patient that was in hospital for any sort GI problem.|
Bryan S. pictured with Mikey the clinic dog at their 20th anniversary block party.
So the farm call was for a new client. Down pregnant cow. It's the middle of the night and my boss calls me to meet him at the address. I get up, get dressed, have a coffee and head to the call.
We get there and the guy is al,ready acting strange - Repeating himself and Pacing. My boss asks where the cow is and he says to follow him. So we leave my truck at the house, and we follow the guy who is in a Polaris ATV. We end up going down through some narrow paths and way back off in the back country which then opens up into a large pasture. About 15 yards ahead we see the cow laying in the grass -Mom is small but her belly is horrendously big! The guy keeps saying “you can't let this cow die, she's one of my best”. We figure we got this! My boss just keeps staring at this guy ever so often, we can tell something’s up.
When the guy goes back to the ATV my boss tells me to keep an eye on him, and I realize the reason he keeps going back to ATV is because he’s chugging from a bottle. In the meantime the cow crashes! She's back arching, and has no pupil reflex. We let the owner know she's dying and (all within a split second) he turns and says “that's my money cow and in her is another one!" I then look at his hand, and that’s definitely not a bottle... It’s a .357! He said that we either save the calf or we won't be around to send him the bill. So this went from a caesarian to full on cut for your life. Once we were sure mom was gone, we both went in, cutting, pulling, and talking to the owner to try to calm him down. We assured him that this was the only way to get the calf.
We finally get the calf out and we realize that this calf is still with us! Not much but it's something to work with. While all of this is happening the guy is pacing and still pointing the gun at us, and whispering to himself. So as Doc and I keep stimulating the calf and sharing concerned and terrified glances while this man paced I look at the calf and she's looking at me. THANK GOD! Her little eyes are gazing around. We felt like time had stopped but evidently 20 minutes passed. We had a live baby! Doc told the man that he had to go to the vet box in the truck to get the colostrum and things to tube with in case baby didn't want to suck, and the guy said alright. So we do the whole colostrum thing, baby sucks and stands! I have never been so happy to see a healthy baby cow in all my life.
Doc left colostrum and bottle with the guy and told him no charge for tonight since he was a new client. He figured we needed as little as possible to keep us there any longer and to hopefully keep the owner calm. We load the calf into the cab of the truck on my lap and follow the guy up to his barn. We drop off the calf and this guy is total end of the spectrum! Calm, appreciative, and friendly...I’m like WTF!? Anyhow we shake hands, load up and are gone. About a half mile up the road we get the police on the phone and within about 10 minutes multiple cars come up. They talk to us a bit and then they go up to the house. We are told to stay with an officer until they make contact, so we sit for anther half hour almost and then a few of the cop cars come back towards us, and we could see that they had the gentleman in the back seat.
Shelly W. pictured with Ralphie, on a potty walk at work.
Summer of 2017, we had an English bulldog come in for vomiting and explosive diarrhea. After the initial exam in the room with owners present, the Doctor needed to do a rectal check. This is always done in our treatment area as it's not the most pleasant part of a visit. This particular time, I was stabilizing the back end of the dog during this rectal check, as the Doctor got her check done. The Doctor proceeded to withdraw her finger, and in doing so, the dog broke with explosive diarrhea. This time though, it managed to come in my direction, and got all in my hair and face. Gross right! I have never washed my hair with animal oatmeal and cranberry shampoo in our grooming tub, but I did this day! I learned again that day, the importance of not talking during rectal anything, and that animal shampoo makes your hair soft, shiny and smelling delightful.
Sherri A. pictured with Peaches, her Mexican hairless Chihuahua.
It all started with your typical appointment roster, complete with a vomiting 8 year old Boxer. In talking with the owner to try and rule out the obvious things like recent change in diet or perhaps the dog getting into something, the owner reports the dog is an angel and would never do such a thing. Especially at her age since she has grown out of those naughty puppy years! After examining the dog, the owner elects to let us move ahead with some abdominal radiographs. Now, we've all seen some strange things on xray but when I say odd I have to emphasize the severity of odd. Clearly the dog had ingested something and from the shape and size of the foreign body we all couldn't help but scratch our heads. It appeared to be a solid cucumber shaped object. A few of us were looking at this xray and blushing over what it really looked like. How on earth could a dog swallow something like that?! So we bring the owners in to review the xrays with them and they are just as baffled. Without stating the obvious the owners themselves were very flustered as to what truly looked like some type of adult toy. Talk about awkward. Regardless of the object, it was decided the dog clearly needed an exploratory surgery to remove the foreign body. And so on we went with prepping for surgery. As the doctor is making her incision over the intestinal tract where the item is, a surgery room full of technicians are waiting to see what happens. As the dog exhaled a large breath, a snake head pops out and the doctor backs up away from the patient screaming. I'm trying to monitor anesthesia and am startled by her screams. Slowly, due to the pressure, the snake starts to come out. As we stand there dumbfounded, we start to realized that it is not alive. Or real. Turns out the object is a coiled up rubber snake. The doctor removes the toy and closes up the patient (who recovers remarkably well!). After surgery, the doctor reports to the owner her findings and the owners are quite pleased. Apparently their Boxer has a protective side and has always chased away toads, snakes, rabbits and several other nuisance critters. Their dog apparently fought off and ate their sons rubber toy snake. A toy. A child's toy. Not the cylindrical, questionable object previously seen on xray. That by far was the coolest and most hilarious foreign body surgery I've ever assisted with. And after a thorough cleaning, the doctor kept the toy snake as a reminder to never judge a client with an xray. True story
Jamie D pictured with the radiograph from #poopsplosion2017
A French Bulldog presented for obstipation. Radiographs revealed megacolon and a rectal exam revealed a large amount of hard stool was preventing defecation. For two days we performed enemas to no avail. We decided to give it one last attempt following an enema to manually move the hardened stool from the rectum. All of a sudden Poopsplosion happened!! My coworker who was holding the dog became instantly covered head to toe in fecal matter that exploded from the colon after the hardened stool was finally able to be removed. Like a cork from a champagne bottle! Fecal matter sprayed all over the wet table and glass behind it. We actually cleaned everything up with Rescue!! #poopsplosion2017