Well, I'm glad you didn't think I was mean for taking a picture of poor Bob when he was "indisposed", and I wouldn't have if it hadn't been for the dogs.
I reckon people just drop dogs on him (the vet) and he just fixes 'em up and keeps 'em, so long as they aren't mean. There's at least 4 or 5, the Blue Heeler and blue English Setter shown in the picture, plus a black and white one that looks to have some Husky in him, and another one that has either some Boxer or Pit in it. There's also quite a few cats roaming around, and several horses. To me, that's a sign of a good vet, one that has his own animals around and obviously likes them.
You know me... I would have taken a lot of pictures ;~D
My old vet brought his golden with him in his truck... Could never let her out here because she and Gidget looked too growly at each other.
My dog vet was really funny, when I had my old labrador Logan in to look at some lumps that were growing... At sixteen, he had several lumps around his body... and some warts, and all seemed to be benign, but a few were getting big enough to be noticed. One was right in between his back toes and it was becoming painful walking and would bleed. We decided to take it out. So we're looking over the rest of his lumps, and I'm trying to figure out which were worth removing 'as long as he was gonna be under anesthesia anyway'. Heck... I don't know which are worth taking off and which are just vanity, so I ask him. "If he was your dog, which ones would you take off?" He said, "Well, if it was my dog, I'd take them all off, but then, it's sortof a hobby of mine isn't it?" HA! For some reason that just really cracked me up.
Incidently, he never did have the surgery... I made the appt for my following payday, but a few days before, his back gave out and we was paralyzed. Ended up putting him down, still with a bandage on his foot that was to hold him till the surgery.