There are endless possibilities for the next 40 years of my career. I could spay and neuter puppies on a daily basis, or palpate cows for pregnancy, or diagnose heart problems, or treat cancer, or extract teeth, give a pet a new joint, become a radiologist, or do research, or even teach. What ever it is that I end up doing, I'm excited, and happy, and am forever thankful that I chose a profession that I am passionate about.
Thanks Mom, for gently guiding me in the right direction, all those years ago. I've been told that when I was a kid, I told my mom that I wanted to work at a pet store when I grew up. Instead, she told me that I would be a doctor to those animals one day. I never looked back, and now here I am 3 months from my DVM. My parents are the best.
In the mean time, here is an adorable dog, looking for a forever home, which might just end of with Wojtek, Tanzi, and I. Pending quite a few things, and several months. But he sure is adorable, and awfully sweet.
