Eastie
3rd March 2003, 01:11 PM
On the way home from picking up my brothers kids from school a large rabbit ran out in front of us. I hit it with a glancing blow of the passenger side wheel (ten points). I would have carried on but for the fact that one of the older, tree-hugging kids noticed and implored me to stop to see if the thing was OK and, reluctantly I did. I pulled over walked back to the barely alive and bloody mess that once was poor Thumper.
As I was about to pick it up and despatch it with a flick of the wrist another car pulled up. Out got a bloke dressed in overalls half covered in manure who asked me if he could lend a hand. I informed him of what happened to which he offered to tend aid since he was a vet returning to his practice from a call. I passed the buck (terrible pun I know) and after a brief examination the vet got his bag from the car, took out a syringe and injected the rabbit with it. After only a few minutes the animal shook itself, got to its hindquarters, looked around for a few moments and then took off.
I spoke too the vet for a minute, thanked him and got back in the car to continue home. The kids were ecstatic that the rabbit had been saved and as usual the in-depth questioning began. “What did it feel like?” “Was it in pain?” “Who was the other man?” “Will you have to pay?” etc etc until the tree hugger, himself now interested in becoming some form of animal protector came out of his thoughts. “Gosh that vet must have injected the rabbit with adrenalin or some really strong steroid based drug for the effect to be so dramatic and instant.”
Smiling to myself I could hold back no longer and informed the brat that it was none of those. “It must have been” he insisted “I study chemistry so I know it just had to be!”.
“Nope” said I, ”it was in fact hare restorer”:D
As I was about to pick it up and despatch it with a flick of the wrist another car pulled up. Out got a bloke dressed in overalls half covered in manure who asked me if he could lend a hand. I informed him of what happened to which he offered to tend aid since he was a vet returning to his practice from a call. I passed the buck (terrible pun I know) and after a brief examination the vet got his bag from the car, took out a syringe and injected the rabbit with it. After only a few minutes the animal shook itself, got to its hindquarters, looked around for a few moments and then took off.
I spoke too the vet for a minute, thanked him and got back in the car to continue home. The kids were ecstatic that the rabbit had been saved and as usual the in-depth questioning began. “What did it feel like?” “Was it in pain?” “Who was the other man?” “Will you have to pay?” etc etc until the tree hugger, himself now interested in becoming some form of animal protector came out of his thoughts. “Gosh that vet must have injected the rabbit with adrenalin or some really strong steroid based drug for the effect to be so dramatic and instant.”
Smiling to myself I could hold back no longer and informed the brat that it was none of those. “It must have been” he insisted “I study chemistry so I know it just had to be!”.
“Nope” said I, ”it was in fact hare restorer”:D