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« on: August 26, 2005, 12:02 PM »
I worked briefly as Kennel Boy at veterinarian's office in high school.
My duties included:
Cleaning cages.
Getting attacked by demon filled cats.
Holding animals securely to keep them from biting the vets. . .no matter how bloody or mangled.
Bagging up euthanized or dead animals and hauling them to the pick up area out back.
The worst experiences there were cleaning up after Parvo puppies. Parvo is a virus that puppies get which pretty much causes them to explode from both ends. It's highly contageous, and usually fatal, for pups so they get quarantined away from the rest of the Kennel. Imagine, if you will, having to clean with a 50% bleach solution the inside of travel crate where a puppy has been blowing Flyin' Haiwaiin style . No way to do it other than to stick your whole body into the crate and scrub. Disgusting. Then I would get to wash the poo/snot/vomit off of the trembling, sick, frightened puppy and dry him off and tuck right back into the crate to go at it again.
Worst animal hold I ever had to do was for a cat with an obstructed bladder. I had to hold it on it's back while the vet plunged a needle the size of my arm straight into it's bladder and extract the urine that had built up.
Saddest dead animal. . .gigantic Rotweiller with some kind of critical condition that we were going to put to sleep. I had to stand by while his gigantic, flannel clad, bushy bearded, lumberjack owner SOBBED and held him and said goodbye. Awful.
It always made me nervouse holding the animals for euthenasia. . .on wrong move with that needle. . . .and I hated having to hold an animal while the medicine took effect. Nothing like having a dog die in your arms every week or so at 15 years old.
Funniest case I can remember was a lady who broght in her turtle. . her pet for nearly 20 years. . that had gotten flipped on its back. He had struggled so hard to right himself that he prolapsed his rectum. Nothing like a turtle with a big red flap of intestine hanging out the back. I had to assist the vet in tucking everything back in. Wahoo.