The hotel lobby the morning following a conference has the same forlorn feeling of a house the morning after a party or a ballroom after

Sometimes in medicine, where there is so much that we don’t know, it’s pretty easy to get trapped in the familiar–stick with the drugs and

My first AAEP Convention was in 2006. I flew to San Antonio alone, went to my sessions alone, spoke to exactly two colleagues whom I

On Christmas Eve 1995 I wasn’t thinking about cookies or presents, and my only prayer at midnight Mass was “Please let my horse live.” Over

It might be an understatement to say that I’ve always found extracting equine teeth to be somewhat daunting. (I won’t use the ÔIt’s like pulling

It’s probably no coincidence that several of the speakers in the afternoon session on “How to manage critical field emergencies” referenced the Winston Churchill quote-turned-Internet-meme

It’s had many names–from azoturia to Monday morning sickness, but, despite the disease being well-recognized for hundreds of years, the causes of the equine muscle

I understand that most equestrian disciplines contain a certain degree of slippery-slope-ness. When you are dealing with elite athletes, from human gymnasts to cutting horses,

If you attend AAEP conventions there is a phrase heard over and over, year after year. It burrows into the brain with the persistence of

I’ll admit it: I’m a bad scientist. I have very little interest in combing through the journals of peer-reviewed research to learn the things I

A great line came out of the discussion during the Complementary and Alternative Medicine (CAVM) rounds this afternoon. During the informal back and forth about

You know you’re surrounded by equine folks when the hotel gym is 2/3 full at 5:30 in the morning. As we pulled up to the

 “My bags are packed, I’m ready to goÉ” Well, okay, they aren’t packed yet, but they will be in a few hours. I’m also leaving