Heard of a Teacup Chihuahua….

Then what about a Martini Rottweiler ??!!

Having survived the venomous centipede (see the previous blog post) our veterinary adventures on the island of Vanuatu continued

One afternoon a petite Frenchwoman arrived with a very large Rottweiler. Him one bigfella Rottweiler!  It is not uncommon to have a canine patient weight more than me – the heaviest dog I have seen was a 105 kg Saint Bernard.  The problem here was that all 70 kg of Tyson was grumpy.  Very grumpy!  Tyson had a large hot spot skin infection that really required clipping and cleaning.  But he would not let me near it, even with his owner smothering him with kisses on the lips and whispering “Je t’aime”!

Tyson did not like being at the Vet Clinic!

So we gave Tyson a sedative and then proceeded to attend to the problem.  The area was shaved, soothing cream applied, and antibiotic tablets prescribed. We also took the opportunity to apply an Elizabethan Collar – A.K.A “the Cone of Shame”.  To add insult to injury, his owner delightedly decided she wanted to add a couple of giant olives on a stick to his cone, because his cone looked like a martini glass!

That was when the real problem started….Tyson needed to get back in the car.  A Teeny Tiny Convertible Suzuki Swift, that was small enough to be swallowed up by the average Vanuatu Pothole.  Somehow, with his owner pulling from the driver’s side door, and me shoving from the back a growling, grumbling, indignant Tyson was eventually shoehorned into the passenger’s seat, cone and all.  The little car disappeared off into the island sunset with the owner craning her neck around the collar to see where she was going.  Bon Voyage! Lukim Yu!

Lukim Yu - Bye!

We now know why James Herriot wrote so many books…you are guaranteed to have an interesting day when you work at a vet clinic!

Thank you for taking the time to read this veterinary story of ours - we hope you enjoyed it and hope you will follow along on our future adventures!