
06/12/2024
Tongues out if you’re the cutest baby beagle 😋🐶
Meet Boogie! 🐾💙
🐾Honoring the past, embracing the future🐾
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85491 Miller Station Road
Hopedale, OH
43976
Monday | 8am - 6pm |
Tuesday | 8am - 6pm |
Wednesday | 8am - 6pm |
Thursday | 8am - 6pm |
Friday | 8am - 1pm |
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Heritage Veterinary Care is directly descended from Dr. Albert Dunlap (Western Veterinary College, 1905). Like most veterinarians of his era, he was primarily a large animal veterinarian. His original modes of transportations were a horse named Gyp and trains. Dr. Pendelton has a postcard from Bloomingdale in 1910, “Doc, cow down, come by train as soon as possible.” What little small animal he did was done in the family farm’s spring house, which still stands on Grant Street.
He owned a Model T that required regular additions of oil to keep it running. His future colleague, Dr. Festus Rogers, told the story about a milk fever cow. Early on the treatment for milk fever was to inflate the udder and tie off the teat. When IV calcium became available, it was caramel colored. Dr. Dunlap and the future Dr. Rogers treated a cow with this new treatment. On the way home, they realized the treatment was still sitting on the seat and the motor oil was not! We do not know the outcome of this experimental treatment, only that who was at fault was never settled. Dr. Dunlap retired in 1942 at the age of 70 when Dr. Rogers returned to the area. He passed away in 1967 at the age of 95.
Dr. Festus Rogers (OSU, 1926) began riding with Dr. Dunlap when he was eight years old. He lettered in track as an undergraduate at Ohio State University and ran life as a competition thereafter, racing his protégé, Dr. John Mitchell (future president of the American Equine Practitioners) from the barn to the truck. He was a noted breeder and judge of Tennessee Walkers.
He is still remembered by older farmers as the man who drove a Buick Road master as fast as it could go from farm to farm and had the habit of leaning on the horn from the time he was in hearing distance until he stopped at the barn. When he arrived at the farm he expected a warm basin of water and towel to be ready for before and after hand washings. He was a general practitioner with a small animal clinic in a building next to his house on Jamison Avenue.