Rural Mixed Practice
For six weeks of January/February I spent time doing rural mixed veterinary practice. The jack-of-all-trades veterinary practice – the one that will see your dog, your cow, your bunny, your horse and everything in between.
It has been a slice. So much so that I have decided to work in rural mixed practice come June. I am excitedly joining Chinook Country Veterinary Clinic in Olds, Alberta – 45 minutes North of Calgary off Highway 2. There I will be working with dogs, cats, horses, and on occasion cattle, chickens and goats! It’s a good fit, considering most of my year has been focused on companion animals – the small ones, the ones that say “neigh” and the teeny tiny ones that scurry around. The clinic has a cozy country feel – there is even a fireplace in the waiting area.
That’s right – Parker and I will be abandoning the city life we’ve grown up in, to a small town of just under 10,000 people. For us, it’s a happy medium – close enough that the city is not such a far drive, but far enough away to have it’s own amenities. The college in town keeps many city amenities around – from a sushi restaurant to the recreation centre, many businesses thrive from the college students supporting these businesses.
An Abrupt End to Veterinary School
While I was mid-way through my small animal general veterinary practice rotation in Calgary – our school informed us that we would no longer be participating in rotations for the remainder of our degree – given concerns over the current pandemic. While we await communications about what we will be doing instead, I have gratefully reflected on the fact that all I had left was another equine rotation – at a practice I had already been to, after spending more than ten weeks prior focusing on equine medicine.
Suffice to say, ending six years of post-secondary so abruptly is hard to wrestle with. We likely will not have a convocation ceremony, receiving our long-awaited degrees in the mail. When I arrived home on my sudden last day in clinics – Parker presented me with a beautiful new stethoscope he had got me for my graduation – thoughtful, and yet confusing. I was not mentally prepared for it to end.
I feel as prepared as I could be to start my career (I really don’t believe I lost too much from missing the final 6 weeks) and I will be doing my best to figure out what to do with all the time that has been given to me. We cannot start working any earlier than June as fully-licensed veterinarians, so in the mean time, I will likely be doing some art, preparing to move, and spending time with family.

My wonderful vet girls in Canmore before we started our last rotation

On my way to..my last day ever?






