This is kind of a rant (about the perils of being a woman doing A Man's Job™️) but is mostly a funny story that I'll share so hopefully someone out there can laugh with/at me:
Yesterday I went out to castrate a 200 lb kune kune pig. I had the owner give him some crazy amount of gaba/traz the night before and 2 hours before the appointment (genuinely was something like 900 mg traz and 1800 mg gaba which were doses I got from experienced Pet Pig Vets™️) so I'd be able to poke him with some IM sedation. The premeds worked great and I walked right up to this big piggy and stabbed him in the neck with ket/torb/midazolam and he didn't even flinch. Let him marinate with that undisturbed for 20 minutes and he reached a great plane of anesthesia. The owner held him down so he'd stay in dorsal, and we chatted throughout. Did the whole castration and he barely twitched. It took probably 45 mins to finish the castration bc those suckers were deeeeep under a thick layer of fat and really didn't want to come out, but I got it done.
Owner was very appreciative and kept saying things like "I'm so impressed with what you do!" etc etc, which isn't unheard-of praise from gracious large animal clients. I'm wrapping up and getting ready to leave to go to a horse emergency and this guy goes "not to be unprofessional, but can I give you my number?" And my brain was like 10 seconds behind processing what was happening so I was like "oh for sure!" thinking maybe he'd have questions about the pig post-op, of course I should have a way to contact him! Narrator voice: this was not why he was giving me his number. He comes back and is like "I don't have a pen." Not knowing what to do at this point, I was like "oh I have one!" so I gave this man a gd pen for him to write down his number for me 🤦♀️ and of course now he thinks I'm genuinely interested. Oops. As I said... I didn't know what to do. Also, I was alone with him and started thinking that if something happens to the pig post-op and he's butthurt over rejection then maybe he'd be more likely to complain about me 🤷♀️.
Anyway, mostly a funny story but also... don't hit on your small lady large animal vet while she's alone at your place, please... I guess there was something just so romantic about a pig castration 💕. Everyone manifest a complication-less recovery for Mr Piggy so I don't have to go back there... please please please.
Edit: important detail I forgot to mention is this man is late 40s ex-military with adult children!! I am in my 20s. 🙂