We think of him as someone who
Attends to dogs and cats;
Prescribes a little medicine
And gives them loving pats.

Who keeps them from distemper and
From rabies when they stray,
And boards our precious animals
The weeks we go away

But seldom do we realise when
We pay his little fee
How hard he has to study for
His medical degree,
His knowledge of our horses and
Our cows and hogs and sheep,
And how he serves in peace and war.

And who is there to estimate
His everlasting worth
As he devotes his life to all
God’s animals on earth?

by James J. Metcalfe

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