When Herbert was dying and my vet was desperately trying to figure out the underlying cause, he purchased a fancy new endoscope. Sadly, it didn’t make it in time–but the scope was named Herbert as a memorial.
I just read an email from my vet that caused me to become quite teary-eyed:
“So- “Herbert” saved a life today. Our biopsies last week stained for protothecosis. It wasn’t even on our radar, and no way would we have diagnosed it without biopsy. And the patient wasn’t sick enough yet to justify a surgical biopsy. “Herbert” allowed us to get samples early in the disease progress, and diagnose our patient with minimally invasive means.”
There ya have it, my beloved butthead alerting before it got too horrible–his life’s work continues…