24/12/2025
🎄 THE NIGHT BEFORE THE HADLEIGH VETS CHRISTMAS🎄
‘Twas the night before Christmas at The Hadleigh Vets,
It was a morning of consulting, our busiest yet.
Vets Jess and George were in charge of appointments,
Prescribing tablets and capsules, potions and ointments.
Our client care team of lovely Lynda, Jessica and Rosie
(Vet Jo has lucked out, home to bed - how so cosy!)
All braced by the phones to triage and support
Our patient’s owners - there was lots to report.
Nurses Leanne and Rebecca signed off pets after surgery,
But really their thoughts were dreaming of turkey.
Our team prepared for our last day before Christmas,
Fingers crossed from a good home time with minimal fuss.
During the morning, our vets saw those under the weather,
From lethargic to vomiting, or losing a feather!
Diarrhoea or lumps, perhaps not drinking enough,
Smelly ears, gunky eyes, coughing and stuff.
All of a sudden, there was a huge great big crash,
Rosie sprang from reception, she was there in a flash!
Looking out the door, she did not believe her eyes,
In ran a man with a white beard, his red suit a huge size!
He burst through the door, all of a flush,
‘Sorry, please help me, I’m in a great rush!’
So the last appointment on Christmas Eve was for Santa’s reindeer,
Lynda booked him in, he said ‘It’s his throat - oh no! Oh Dear!’
Rudolph and his team had been about to set off,
When the favourite reindeer had given such a heave and a cough.
Father Christmas was worried he’d eaten his carrot far too quickly -
He’d choked it right down, got it stuck and made him sickly.
Jess checked him over from antlers to tail
But when his throat was touched, he let out a wail.
She agreed his nose did not have its usual shine,
She reassured Santa ‘We’ll have him right in good time.’
She couldn’t see anything stuck, there was no gingitivis,
But something fixable - he has TINSEL-ITIS!
Some anti-inflammatories will see him just right,
We will have him delivering presents well into the night.
She started him off with an important injection,
Then some antibiotics to control the infection.
The team let out a ginormous sigh
Christmas is saved after all, over Crockatt Road he shall fly!
Santa dashed away, as we all headed home for a drink.
A good day at work, designed to make us all think.
We all poured ourselves a well deserved gin,
What a Christmas Eve to remember, what a day it had been!