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Date Posted: 21:05:34 05/08/03 Thu
Author: TZA
Subject: Re: *BIG GRIN!*
In reply to: Chiad 's message, "Re: *BIG GRIN!*" on 19:57:36 05/08/03 Thu

>Tell! Tell! Tell!

M'kay. My brain is much tired, so I'll do my best.

I was doing an internship for the veterinary technology program I was in at a zoo not too far from where I lived, working with the vet tech on staff at the zoo. The Day From Outer Hell started with a cottontop tamarin that wouldn't get off the floor (and it's an arboreal species). Then we had a seizuring snow leopard (and that cat's another story entirely). And then the axis deer that's having a dystocia (difficult birth). SIX HOURS after we got the call about the dystocia, we got around to taking care of it. Only the rear feet were sticking out of the mother, and it had been like that all day. Not good for the fawn. So we dart the mother and immobilize her, take her to the on-site vet clinic, and do an Xray of her belly. The chest of the fawn was facing towards the front of the mother, and the head was turned all the way around, looking out her back end (if that were possible). We figured the fawn was dead by now. So I held the gas anesthetic mask over the mother's face while the vet gave the mother a shot of oxytocin (causes uterine contraction) and he and the vet tech delivered the fawn. The VT takes the fawn and starts cleaning it off, and then says "It's alive!". So now everyone's in motion (except me; I'm holding the mask). The VT suctions out the fawn's nose and mouth with a bulb syringe and smacks that thing HARD to get it to start breathing and all that. She does, the fawn's alive. I have a picture of me holding little Rolling Rock, less than half an hour after his birth. He got his name for two reasons: 1) The hoofstock keeper likes his beer (he's still the hoofstock keeper, five years on) and 2) when we darted the mother, she rolled down a small hill just like a rock.

That was July 1998. The weekend of April 12th of this year, a group from my major was back at that zoo, doing a tour, and we happened to see the hoofstock keeper. I asked him if Rolling Rock was still in the herd there. After I assured him I hadn't been an intern in elephants (an area he also works in and is very good at), so he didn't need to worry about having forgotten me, he told me that Rolling Rock is still there and doing fine. We laughed over how RR got his name. ;) I got a pic taken in front of the axis deer exhibit, and I'm going to put it up next to the one I have of me holding RR as a newborn. :D

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