Owen met Julianna in the lobby just after a vet tech collected the wounded canine from Julianna and transported her back into an examination room. Given what was apparently an emergent looking situation, the tech advised Julianna and Owen to wait outside the room to give them space to work on the animal. While they waited Owen continued to give his wife warning looks. "It's probably micro-chipped." He added without saying what they both knew he was thinking. We do not need a dog. Do not get attached. That is someone's pet already.
The little bleeding dog was soon deposited on a shining chrome examination table in a brightly lit triage room. Moments later the vet in question - Cain - rushed in. He was identified as a doctor by the white lab coat he wore with his name and credentials embroidered on the left breast over the pocket. Beneath the lab coat he wore plain black scrubs in preparation for possible messy situations. While at work, Cain didn’t have many options for covering his lynx features. His coat was tailored with a slit to allow his tail comfort to move around and feline ears were on display atop his head.
Cain snatched a couple of latex gloves from a box and pulled them on while he surveyed his patient. “Teacup breed eh?” He asked the tech who nodded and postulated on the mix being Chorkie. “Yup. Let’s see what we got here.” Cain agreed with that assessment and began taking some basic vitals.
He peered into the dog’s pupils with a bright light, flicking it across the animal’s field of vision a couple of times. He rattled off the stats he collected to the tech who took notes for him. “Pupils are sluggish. Shallow resps. He - uh - this is a she has some puncture wounds,” his free hand made a claw like shape, “here along the rib cage. Four total.” Gloved fingers probed at the wounds causing fresh blood to ooze out. He held his hand out for gauze which the tech handed him and he pressed gently to stop the bleeding he’d aggravated in his exam.
“Let’s get her set up for IV fluids, stat. Let’s get some x-rays of the chest.” He trailed off as his fingers gently explored the belly of the dog. “I want an ultrasound too.”
After he gave all of his instructions, the tech gathered the supplies they needed to set the IV. However it was discovered that the electric shaver was missing. Cain scolded the tech who dashed out of the room in search of the tool she had forgotten.
“Something fucked you up good, huh? ‘Nother dog maybe? Big one?” He asked the dog in a voice that was soothing despite the expletive.
Cain was left applying pressure to the wounds and considering setting the IV by himself since the tech wasn’t returning fast enough for him. Sterility be damned, this was an emergency. His fingers felt expertly along the left foreleg feeling for the vein he would stick there. The dog didn’t need to be held down. She was docile and lethargic. He rubbed a quick bit of disinfectant to the area and restrained the leg while gentle pressure while he located the vein.
The little bleeding dog was soon deposited on a shining chrome examination table in a brightly lit triage room. Moments later the vet in question - Cain - rushed in. He was identified as a doctor by the white lab coat he wore with his name and credentials embroidered on the left breast over the pocket. Beneath the lab coat he wore plain black scrubs in preparation for possible messy situations. While at work, Cain didn’t have many options for covering his lynx features. His coat was tailored with a slit to allow his tail comfort to move around and feline ears were on display atop his head.
Cain snatched a couple of latex gloves from a box and pulled them on while he surveyed his patient. “Teacup breed eh?” He asked the tech who nodded and postulated on the mix being Chorkie. “Yup. Let’s see what we got here.” Cain agreed with that assessment and began taking some basic vitals.
He peered into the dog’s pupils with a bright light, flicking it across the animal’s field of vision a couple of times. He rattled off the stats he collected to the tech who took notes for him. “Pupils are sluggish. Shallow resps. He - uh - this is a she has some puncture wounds,” his free hand made a claw like shape, “here along the rib cage. Four total.” Gloved fingers probed at the wounds causing fresh blood to ooze out. He held his hand out for gauze which the tech handed him and he pressed gently to stop the bleeding he’d aggravated in his exam.
“Let’s get her set up for IV fluids, stat. Let’s get some x-rays of the chest.” He trailed off as his fingers gently explored the belly of the dog. “I want an ultrasound too.”
After he gave all of his instructions, the tech gathered the supplies they needed to set the IV. However it was discovered that the electric shaver was missing. Cain scolded the tech who dashed out of the room in search of the tool she had forgotten.
“Something fucked you up good, huh? ‘Nother dog maybe? Big one?” He asked the dog in a voice that was soothing despite the expletive.
Cain was left applying pressure to the wounds and considering setting the IV by himself since the tech wasn’t returning fast enough for him. Sterility be damned, this was an emergency. His fingers felt expertly along the left foreleg feeling for the vein he would stick there. The dog didn’t need to be held down. She was docile and lethargic. He rubbed a quick bit of disinfectant to the area and restrained the leg while gentle pressure while he located the vein.
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