Becoming a veterinarian

Entry, Experiences Category
Hannah Evans, University of Tennessee 

According to my fifth grade yearbook, I had aspirations to become a singer “like Britney Spears.” I used to sing her songs to my hairbrush every night, and I was certain my future would revolve around pop music. In middle school, my dream changed, and I was sure I wanted to grow earthworms for a living. As the years passed, my surefire career choices ranged from a librarian to a playwright to an astronomer. Dr. AshleyEven as I walked across the stage at my high school graduation, I was at a loss as to what career path I wanted to take. At the time, my mind wavered between a career working in Alzheimer’s research and one writing science fiction novels. I registered for a wide variety of courses in my freshman year of college and ended it by declaring myself a Biology major for no reason other than to give myself some semblance of the focus that all my new friends seemed to have.

The need for a summer job and a love of animals brought me to a job at Banfield, the Pet Hospital. I quickly fell in love with the staff as well as the variety of patients that pranced and waddled their way into our examination rooms. From Mrs. Williams’ gentle greyhound, Katie, to Mr. Burkhart’s irritable domestic short hair, Shadow, I came to appreciate the individual personalities of each pet I worked with.

Click to read more ...

More than a mentor

Erica Burkland
Cornell University, '14

I met my mentor, Layla, in 2008 while I was working as a weekend receptionist at a large 24-hour referral hospital. I had been working there for just over a year while pursuing a master’s degree in social work when Layla was hired as an emergency vet. Although I don’t quite remember exactly when or how we started to become friends, I do remember that our first conversation went something like this:

L: So, what’s your deal?Erica and her mentor, Layla
Me: Excuse me?
L: What are you doing here? You’re too good at your job to be true.

When I then told Layla that, actually, I had recently decided to forgo completing my MSW in favor of pursuing vet school, she frankly said, “That’s what I was hoping.” And the rest, as they say, is history.

Even from the early stages of our friendship, Layla went out of her way to help prepare me for a career as a veterinarian. Though I was “just a receptionist” while we worked together, she always made a point of teaching me whenever and whatever she could – paging me to radiology to view interesting radiographs, giving me my first suture lesson, even conducting lessons on acid/base disturbances and the different types of rodenticides on the rare days when the emergency service was quiet enough to allow us fifteen minutes to scarf down lunch together.

Click to read more ...

Mentors

Chase Crawford
Texas A&M University
Life As A Vet Student – Mentors

To me, a mentor is someone in your life who freely shares their experiences with you for no other reason than to help you realize your full potential. When we begin veterinary school (or life even), many of us are assigned arbitrary mentors who may or may not fit the above description. I have had several people in my life who would call themselves my mentors and then several people who deserve such a designation. I do not believe it is an effective use of time or words to describe what makes a mentor insufficient. Instead, one could measure themselves against the standard of a worthwhile mentor and make their own assessment.

Click to read more ...