Dogtor Calls

08/13/2023

This is the man that developed & taught me everything I know about Cold Laser & Veterinary Orthopedic Manipulation, allowing me to help countless patients maintain their strength, comfort & dignity over the past two decades. Many of you were able to help extend the lives of your pets far beyond your expectations thanks to this man! Many of you also have pets that will benefit from his work in the future.

Thank you, Dr Bill Inman, for the extra time you helped me give my boys, Lucas, Jordyn, Kamdyn & (currently) Kaydyn & the hundreds of other pets your teachings have allowed me to treat.

If you are as grateful to Dr. Bill as I am, please consider making a donation to help him & his family as he battles this deadly disease.

To know "Dr. Bill" is to love and respect him. He has paid it forward on many occa… Malinda (Lala) Morrison needs your support for Help Dr. Bill Fight Cancer

06/09/2023

It's officially time to share this poem I wrote back around 2000. Watch out folks... it's a really bad year! Yes, it's here... "The Foxtail Time of Year"!

In California, how can you tell,
When summer time's finally here?
Spend a day at Dogtor Calls,
And the answer's suddenly clear.

The first to arrive is Mr. Brown,
He says "I'm dropping Rover off,
We walked on Mt. Burdell last night,
Ever since, he's had a cough."

Then Mrs. Jones brings in Miss Boots,
"Something's wrong, I don't know what,
She was fine when I let her out at dawn,
Now her little eye is swollen shut."

Promptly at 9:00, the Johnsons walk in,
Poor Goldie's not feeling quite right,
She walked Deer Island yesterday,
Then she sneezed for half the night.

Next through the door is Buddy the Lab,
Happily dragging Mr. Shaw,
They walk a lot in open space,
Now Buddy's favoring a paw.

No surprise when the telephone rings,
Ms. Taylor's at the park with Red,
He fetched his ball in the tall grass,
And came back shaking his head.

With otoscope and alligators,
Anesthesia & tender care,
The doc & staff at Dogtor Calls,
Set about to make repairs.

A grass blade's found in Rover's throat,
From Goldie's nose a foxtail's pulled,
Red's got foxtails in both his ears,
From the tall grass in which he rolled.

An oat seed's found in Miss Boot's eye,
Buddy's paw is prepped & explored,
A foxtail's pulled from the draining tract,
And in his ears we found two more.

It's summer time, if you're still in doubt,
To us it's perfectly clear,
In California, the summer time,
Is the Foxtail Time of Year.

09/29/2021

JUST THIS! PLEASE READ!

A lot of people think veterinarians have such a fun job. However, the field has many stressors that can lead to a tragic outcome.

01/14/2021

Pet food recall! Please read the following FDA report. If you feed your pet these foods, discontinue IMMEDIATELY & contact your veterinarian:

FDA is alerting pet owners & veterinary professionals about certain lots of Sportmix pet food products which may contain potentially fatal levels of aflatoxin.

12/24/2020

Merry Christmas to our Dogtor Calls patients, friends & families from Dogtor Calls staff & mascots! Took us forever to get Tartyn to quit staring at that weird thing on Mom's head. Masks have become the norm, but he'd never seen me in antlers!

Thanks to client/friend/Team Mom, Carol Turrini for setting this up & taking the photo.

Not pictured: Lisa & Maci - they both had the day off.

08/07/2020

From a beloved friend & client who gets me. Do you know how your vet feels as your heart is breaking?

For Dr. Kelley McNair❤ Because I know this holds true at this moment. Bambi is still with us but there is going to be a tough day in the future for sure. Love you Kelley😘 (I already cried reading it so your turn🤣) that's what you get for calling me old.

How your vet sees euthanasia.....

So, you bring me this puppy - she kisses my face, devours the cookies I offer, and our friendship starts.

Several visits later, he starts to learn where all the cookie jars are in the clinic, and that lady in the white coat, well she’s okay....

Fast forward many visits later, now I am in love with your dog and your whole family because, well, you are just really really good people and I have not only watched that pup turn into a really sweet family member, but I got to watch the kids grow every year and be a very small part of your journey.

Remember that time she ate your teenage daughter’s thong underwear? 😝😝😝 yeah we all had a good laugh over that once surgery was done and she was recovered. Your daughter probably never forgave me for bagging that up and showing the whole fam-jam when they came to pick her up from the clinic.

So many adventures, so little time.....

And here we are, fifteen or so odd years later, having to say goodbye.

He’s got heart disease and I can’t fix it anymore. She’s got cancer and there is no cure. He has arthritis and the meds just aren’t working. I want her to live forever for you. I want that so badly it hurts. I feel like I have failed him and you when I have run out of options to keep them, and you, comfortable and happy.

So now it’s time, and I am supposed to be professional. Objective. I am the doctor. Calm. Cool. Collected. Always under control.

F~*k that.

I have known you and her for a third of my life, and most of my professional career.

But I keep it together. My superhuman amazing technicians have put the catheter in. My support staff from reception to assistants have done all the paperwork. Trust me they may not show it but their hearts are breaking for you. They have been there. They know. And they know you and care about you too.

And I have the needle in the pocket of my white coat. The same pocket that was always full of treats for him. I take a deep yoga breath and come into the room. Gotta stay strong now.......

She’s giving me that sweet look she always does, the one that is followed by puppy kisses and a glance at the cookie jar. But she is too weak now. She is ready. You are not. I am not. But this s**t has to happen because we love her too much to let her suffer.

She would keep going as long as we asked her too. But we can’t ask her to anymore. It’s not fair to her. I wish our human hearts could be so giving all the time. I wish I could be the person my dog thinks I am. I wish I wish i wish I could find a way for them to live forever. But I don’t have those magical powers. I am just a vet.

So we kiss him back, not much left of his body that still works, but that old tail wags, just enough that I lose my s**t on the inside but I try not to cry. Gotta stay strong.

Her body relaxes, she is in your arms and your are sobbing. Another family has lost one of its most cherished members. I put my stethoscope to her heart to make sure it has stopped but she is held so tight to your chest that maybe that is your heart I hear pounding or maybe it’s mine and all the blood rushing through my ears as I try so so so hard not to turn into a blubbering mess.

Confirmed, he has passed. You lay him gently on the table and we hug tightly as you go to leave.

The door closes behind you and I don’t know if you hear this, but I sob hysterically into your pets ear. She is gone, he will be missed, and you have to face what I know will be one of the hardest parts of today.

Entering that house and they are not there to greet you.

Please know that I know how you feel. As you leave the clinic I just wish with every fibre of my being that you never had to face that. I wish they could live forever.

And please know, I am so grateful that I was a small part of your journey.

Love always, Your vet.

06/22/2020

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