Munsterlander

KT: Have you ever seen a Munsterlander?
CH: No. Haven't heard of it. Is it a type of car?
KT: No...... sort of a bigger version of English setter.
CH: Not a car then......
KT: No...... I'm thinking, we've pretty much exhausted every possible options to control the atopic problem in this dog. There's something we haven't tried.
CD: Yes?
KT: Know about the new bedding? - impregnated with a chemical and is continuously released to keep the dust mite population to minimal - Vetbed gold. I think in this case Max and Mrs. M are prime candidates for this product and we could persuade her to give it a go. She's quite wealthy, bored with life, so found herself this exotic breed to spice up her life a bit. I'm not 100% sure about this product, but it might prove beneficial if it works as the company claims.
CD: Vetbed gold?
CH: Vetbed gold?

We had a look at the package and read through the information of the product...

CD: Not sure about the key compound used here.
KT: You can always google it.
CH: The product description sounds... too good to be true......
CD: Sounds like a scam......

Mrs. M did agree to give it a try. Max needed about 1m x 1m of Vetbed gold... We went to the pharmacy stock room and found a suspicious roll of some sort of bedding. The nurse said, yes, that's the Vetbed gold... We had to measure it and cut it and just rolled it up and handed it over to Mrs. M. That was about 60 pounds.

CD: The presentation was awful. When you paid something for 60 pounds, you expected it to come wrapped properly in a plastic bag, with some dignity.
CH: It better works.

The cloud of uncertainty hovered above me and Carla......

Spinone Italiano

Angus, a 20-month old Spinone Italiano, was lying on the derm examination room floor. There's something wrong with him. He came in the dermatology unit but we all agreed that probably the internal medicine unit would better suit his need. His mild pyoderma could be easily controlled, but the underlying problem needed to be identified.

An 'ecstatic' American Staffordshire Terrier was later bought into the derm exmination room, running about, all excited, ready to fight and everything else... but the teenage Angus paid no attention whatsoever to his over-friendly canine pal.

Carla was from Italy and she was familiar with this breed. 'No,' she said, 'they're not supposed to be so quiet. They're hunting dogs.'

When patting and observing Angus, you could easily find evidence of temple muscle atropy. And, he was VERY VERY lethergic. Angus demonstrated the definition of lethergy superbly. Could hypothyroidism be the reason of his 'laid-back' attitude? Test result pending...

Newfoundland

Abigail, the gigantic 64-kg Newfoundland, was owned by a retired couple at their 60's (or 70's). My first impression was how they could possibily handle this dog...??? Mr. R managed to seat himself in a slow motion (well, after 15 seconds into the consulting room) whilst Mrs. R was more steady and could move about relatively quickly. But still, how could they catch up with a Newfoundland?

-------------
VetSurgeon: Who usually gives her the pills?
Mr. R: Abigail is the boss. I'm not allowed to do anything to her.
Mrs. R: Well, you're allowed to drive, love.
Mr. R: And get dribbled all over the shoulder.
Mrs. R: That's right. We always have a big patch of salivary stain on the sleeves.
--------------

Well, the upper arms of the clothes was basically wet.

I saw Abigail panting cheerfully, slobbering happily, with occasional eyeballing in my direction to size me up.

It wasn't easy bringing her through the corridors and fire doors to the destination. It took lots of strength to control the dog to keep a safe distance from other dogs, and from wandering about exploring.

It makes you so happy to see a Westie afterwards. Anything small would be nice after the encounter with a Newfoundland.