May 2015

\”G\’day Dr Ed,\” came the familiar voice on the phone. \”I\’m a bit worried about my dog- you know you stitched her up the other day? The stitches have come apart a bit, and it seems a bit smelly… Should you come and see her?\” \”Sure I can… Let me see- how about tomorrow then?\” […]

\”G\’day!\” I said, as they took off their ear protection, and turned off the log splitter and chainsaw. I\’d pulled up at the little bush shed down from their house, where they were hard at work splitting wood. A tumbled profusion of sliced up logs and split up wood lay in heaps around the place.

I drove and drove, winding up the narrow road, patched with recent repairs after the big rain, cocooned by tall trees all around, the air getting colder and colder outside. Finally I pulled into the gate, opened it, and drove through to the little low house, nestled on the banks of a forest stream. I\’d

Remember the dog I wrote about last week? The one who snapped at me several times? I saw him again just the other day for another Whole Energy Body Balance session. I noticed a difference as soon as I walked in- that hard, hard gaze was softer, and he seemed more at ease. He still

\”Come on in,\” she said with a smile. \”Thanks so much for coming around to see our old friend.\” I walked in through the gate, and up a few steps onto a little deck. I chose a chair in the sun, and opened my bag, getting out my computer while soaking up the warmth. I

\”How\’s he been since his first WEBB session last week?\” I asked. I\’d been called in because of behavioural issues – he had been unpredictable, snapping at other dogs on the lead, and occasionally snapping at people who gave him too much eye contact as well – though he\’d never actually bitten anyone, or the

You might have wondered why I no longer do large animal work- well… When I first worked in England, I was called out to attend to a weaner cow. I got lost two or three times on the way (pretty good, considering how hard it was to understand this blokes accent when I rang up