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The male doctor knelt beside the dog with sorrowful eyes. The nurse tried desperately to keep the dog's attention. He seemed to be more focused on finding out what the doctor was doing. The nurse opened another can of cat food and almost immediately the dog was preoccupied with trying to eat the entire can. First the doctor uncapped the syringe with the volume and injected it into the catheter. Not too long afterwards the dog started to slow a bit. He then began to sway back and forth; he stopped eating for a second and then continued. With a deep breath the doctor uncapped the other needle. He slowly placed it in the opening of the catheter. We all looked on as he began to push on the syringe.

As soon as the pink fluid passed through the catheter into his vein, he let out an ear-piercing yelp. Looks of amazement were more than evident on all our faces. The scream the poor dog let out was deafening. The liquid worked fast, stopping his heart within a second the fluid was injected. He dropped to his side, right into my arms. In my arms he laid, his soft fur against my legs. I could still feel something moving as he laid on me; his heart was still beating, but slower and slower 'till there was nothing at all. My hands trembled as I laid him on the cold hospital floor.' Why did he scream?' I asked the nurse, with a look of both puzzlement and concern written all over her face, who looked to the doctor for answers. He told us that his catheter had been in so long that an infection might have developed around the needle.

Life is definitely put in perspective when one is lost. Overall my experience in the hospital was a unique one; I'm glad I had the opportunity to work there. I learned patience and I now have a deeper respect for animals. Getting up at five in the morning definitely has a humbling experience on a person.

Jordan here is one of two resident ferrets.	Sheridan is one of the sweetest cats in the hospital except when he purposely messes up his cage for attention.	Gretsky seen here sleeping after along day of sleeping.
These are only two weeks old and already their dying to get out.	This is C ward better known throughout the hospital as the intensive care unit.	A couple of new borns exploring their cage.