Oh it's a vet!

Yes that's right the second occupation bear I've got to show you is a vet!
Not the easiest of jobs in the world. Especially for the guy you can read about if you click the picture below.
Why do vets want to be vets?
The job is pretty much putting your hand in big animals, or your finger in small animals. (I'm probably missing something here, there may be more to the job.)

"What do you want to be a vet for?"
"I'm gay for cows!"

There's a lot of bad taste mileage in vets though. The question is, is it alright to do another vet some day in the future?
Having done a vet is that it for us? Or could we still do one getting ripped to shreds by a cat or parrot or something next year?

The year after we could do one trying not to get shagged by a loved up horse after the vet got his horse tranquilizers mixed up with Viagra.

Then maybe in 2011 we could do a bear with his arm up inside a giraffes bum, but he's got to stand on step ladders to get there. (Humm we might have to put that one in a bigger box.)

We could do with a vet actually. Look what I found in the bathroom.
It looks like one of those angry husbands (or that angry wife) finally caught up with Mr Bear!
See you later
Nigel