With the precision of a jeweler, Aris performed a minor procedure to clear a stubborn piece of lodged grit that had led to a secondary infection. As he stitched—using the delicate suture patterns recommended in Chapter 8—Barnaby gave a sudden, indignant waff .
Aris reached for the Guide . While most "serious" vets in the county focused on prize-winning stallions or high-yield dairy herds, Aris had carved a niche for the backyard keepers. He flipped to the section on . Backyard Poultry Medicine and Surgery: A Guide ...
The old oak desk in Dr. Aris Thorne’s clinic was buried under textbooks, but one stood out: Backyard Poultry Medicine and Surgery: A Guide for the Progressive Practitioner. It was dog-eared and stained with a suspicious splash of purple antiseptic. With the precision of a jeweler, Aris performed
In the world of backyard poultry, no patient was too small for a little bit of progressive medicine. While most "serious" vets in the county focused
The bell above the door jingled, and in walked Mrs. Higgins, cradling a bundle of blankets. "It’s Barnaby," she whispered. "He’s lost his luster."
Barnaby was a Buff Orpington rooster with a personality as grand as a Victorian tenor. Today, however, his comb was pale, and he was tucking his head under a wing with a weary, rhythmic clicking in his chest.