#veterinarians

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[a-dinosaur-a-day]

I hate to break it to you guys but vets, doctors, and other medical professionals are not automatically scientists and in fact have to work hard to actually be scientists

They are extremely well trained mechanics for the world’s most complicated machines. Not the same as a scientist.

For example: I know of several young earth creationist doctors

For example: many doctors refuse to follow the evidence we have about obesity, but continue to use their outdated ideas on the topic

For example: my vet always learns something new from me about the science around parrot behavior when I come in with my birds for check ups, and she actually does try to keep up

For example: premed training doesn’t require a scientific major

Saying “a doctor said X” or “a vet said Y” is pretty much meaningless unless said medical professional also does scientific work, which is never guaranteed.

[uwmspeccoll]

Steamy Saturday

". . . it was sinful and dirty to fool with girls, no one said anything about fooling with boys."

"Boys were different, and they could be a heck of a lot of fun."

"Dur Jeffers had his first homosexual experience in a haymow with a neighbor boy. . . ."

"It was an entirely natural and pleasant solution of a fundamental desire."

From the title, we thought this pulp romance was going to be about steam among gay veterans, but it's not. It's about gay veterinarians! Seriously.

In Gay Vets by Ross Hossannah, published in Union City, N.J. by Star News Co. in 1965, the main character Dur Jeffers is just a country farm boy who goes off to Ag School to become a veterinarian because "a man had to get ahead in the world." He starts living with the Dean's permissive family and their gay nephew Tom Ivors. Things get steamy until Tom graduates and is off to a job in "Moccasin County." Along the way there are a lot of down-home farming innuendos. With Tom leaving, he assures the sullen Dur that "I'll be home on weekends. . . . This not the end of the world -- unless you take a tenant to farm the south forty." Later, Tom jokes, "I forget whether I should take the truck or the tractor to the south forty."

"Better take the combine. The wheat's ripe and ready for harvest."

"You can shuck the corn while I'm gone," Tom said.

Unfortunately, Dur will have to do a lot of shucking, because sadly Tom dies in a highway accident coming home. Dur eventually graduates, but instead of taking a steady job, he decides to hit the road and wander. Along the way, he hooks up with fellow Aggie Terry Sullivan and Dur takes him under his wing . . . in more ways than one. Still, there's a whole, whole lot of detailed veterinarian-ing going on, which is a bit distracting. There's also an interesting interlude about race prejudice.

Dur and Terry go on several wacky veterinary adventures, but Dur cannot bring himself to commit, so Terry eventually leaves. Dur begrudgingly settles down to run an animal hospital, with several more weird veterinary adventures. But eventually, Terry returns, they make up, Dur dumps the hospital, and in the end they're off on the road again as the itinerant Gay Vets!

We don't know a whole lot about the author, but we do know that Ross Hossannah is one of several pseudonyms used by gay pulp fiction writer James H. Ramp.

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Clementine: A Heartwarming Case Study in Risk Taking • Bitches Get Riches

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Clementine: A Heartwarming Case Study in Risk Taking

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[marlynnofmany]

If Robin is a fully trained veterinarian and not just a vet tech, that's basically doctor and surgeon who specialized in non-human animals, and I expect a fully trained veterinarian might actually do better adjusting to alien biology than a human doctor. So I feel like a story of Robin pulling secondary duty as a ship medic could be a good fit, especially if ship's doc Eggskin was the one in need of medical attention

She definitely could! She has more of a background on that kind of thing than anyone else onboard, that's for sure. She defers to Eggskin on medic-for-intelligent-races topics because they're trained on specifically that (and they know how to use all the tech in the medbay), but the basic understanding is there.

Also I've taken these posts to heart from Dr Ferox, about veterinarians faced with aliens. And of course the one about a zombiepocalypse.

[thepastisalreadywritten]

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On Saturday, the KWS Vet and Capture team, while conducting a mass capture and relocation at Kedong Ranch, got a distress call to rescue a baby hippo at Oloiden Resort, Naivasha.

On getting to the scene, a baby hippo, barely a month old, pressed helplessly against the lifeless body of his mother, nudging her, calling out in soft, desperate cries that grew heavier with each passing moment of silence.

She had lain still for over a day, claimed by what is believed to be natural causes, yet her calf could not understand death — only absence, only the terrifying stillness where warmth and protection once lived.

Our team was met not just by the logistical challenge of a rescue, but by a raw, aching bond that refused to be broken.

The calf clung tighter as unfamiliar figures surrounded him, his instincts torn between fear of these strange beings and an unyielding trust in the mother who could no longer respond.

The team, weighed every option, knowing one wrong move could push the calf into deeper distress or danger.

In a moment that captured both the brutality and tenderness of nature, they made the painful decision to use the mother’s body, despite the overwhelming odour and emotional weight, as the only anchor to safely reach the calf.

It was a rescue carried out not just with skill but with hearts heavy enough to feel the loss alongside him.

When they finally lifted him away, it was not a victory without sorrow, it was the beginning of a long healing journey.

Handed over to the Sheldrick Wildlife Trust for specialised care, the calf now faces a future without the one constant he had known, relying instead on human kindness to survive.

This is the reality our wildlife faces. It is through the selflessness our veterinary and capture team, who endure physical hardship, emotional strain and moments of profound heartbreak, that hope still exists.

They are the quiet voice for those who cannot speak, standing in the gap between life and loss.

Supporting them means standing for every orphaned life, every silent cry unheard, and every fragile chance at survival.

To support our conservation efforts, please visit kwspay.ecitizen.go.ke/donate today.

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