Yeah I think he's a keeper. He's not my usual vet. My usual vet is older than dirt and he has a cadence to his voice and has to hold his chin down to his chest to talk. He isn't real chatty but he's never been wrong... But I think they are starting to phase him out because I keep ending up with the one that handled me for my panic attack, and I like him just fine. He went to school with my usual vet and they have the same calm knowing demeanor that makes me trust them. Plus he's got a Texan accent and I love men with Texan accents. And he didn't seem at all bothered with fanning me for twenty minutes either. Very nice man. He also told me that from what he could tell izzys collapsing trachea hasn't progressed . We'd have to do X-rays to know for sure but when he did something with her throat she didn't cough at all. That was a relief too. I think just the thought of something going wrong sent me into anxiety. I couldn't stand it if I lost one right now. I'd be one sad chicken. |