Thursday, 24 October 2013

No more experiments on dogs please!!!

To Beverley Councillors from Paddy Sweeney ex Vet.          Jane and I are alarmed to hear of the intention   to carry out experiments on another two thousand harmless Beagles  here in the East Riding of Yorkshire.  
 We have found that the great majority of Yorkshire people are kind to their dogs.  They appreciate how honest and loyal they are.    Our primitive ancestors depended on the flesh of wild animals caught by early hunting dogs.    For more than 20,000 years  people have been sharing homes with small dogs .
Because of their acute hearing they were able to warn sleeping humans of the approach of strangers.
Though some of us sometimes neglect them  they stay with us.   They are forever faithful;   they never leave us.  They -- above all other animals deserve special protection.   Think of things they do for us :- Alert us to sounds when we cannot hear.    Guide us when we cannot see.   Find and rescue us when we get lost.   Jump in the water to us when we cannot swim.   Find bombs, explosives and drugs.  Give us companionship.    Console us  when old and alone.    Bark loudly  when we fall down  and cannot rise.  I would like readers to consider how our dogs were treated   in 2012.
3,214  of them were used for doing  4,843 tests.
I hope that our Councillors will unanimously throw out this abhorrent application.

   The great majority of owners do love their dogs.    They are prepared to spend several months teaching them manners and good behaviour.   The dogs that I 'm concerned about are those without a secure home and those in the care of irresponsible people.
Many inexperienced people bring a puppy into their home without getting advice on what breed or size would be suitable for them and their lifestyle --  and without tuition about its needs  and how to feed, groom, bath, exercise, train and rear it.    Friction may arise with neighbours if it is allowed to bark while they want to sleep -- or defaecate on their premises.    I would like  Local Councils to prosecute more owners who fail to clear up after their dogs  or allow aggressive ones  to attack a human  or another dog.   Ownership of the latter minority that include Pit bull terriers, Akitas,  Rottweilers  etc
should be restricted to licensed people trained, qualified and certified to be capable of handling them.

 On a recent Saturday in a Beverley street  I was alarmed to hear the screams of a dog in pain  50 yards away.   My Jane was walking our Charley in the area and  thinking he was being attacked I rushed in among the crowd.   In front of me I found the back-end of a Staffordshire whose teeth were sunk in the ear of a screaming Spaniel.   A number of people were kicking or hitting with handbags and rolled newspapers without effect.   I immediately crossed my hands and grasped -- above his hocks, pulled with all my strength and threw him for a few yards.  As he landed on his back I feared he might turn on   me.   I felt relieved that he did not -- possibly because his young lady owner rushed in to console him.   The terrified victim survived but my  pull caused the loss of some of the ear.   As I sat for a minute or two to let my palpitations settle  I refused the tot of brandy offered by a kind gentleman.

             

Monday, 21 October 2013

SLANEYSIDE HARE : ONE OF THE GREATEST HOUNDS I KNEW

         
I have had mails from three veterinary students who appreciated my old photographs of injuries to greyhounds and I was interested to see that they were all from young ladies.    This did not really surprise me.  Whenever I advertised for someone to nurse injured or sick dogs the great majority of applicants were girls and ninety per cent of them were really wonderful nurses.  When I was retiring after fifty one years seventy five of them signed a big photograph wishing me years of good health and good luck.   In the midst of the signatures there was a photograph of an outstanding coursing dog called 'Giggles Devoy' sent to me by a decent Kerry bookmaker called Brody Burke.  He became a real favourite in our kennels and we were all disappointed that his wrist did not respond to treatment.  

I have already mentioned this fracture in September when writing about Slaneyside Hare whom I considered to be the best tracker I have known.  British breeders did not appreciate the potential he showed in the few races he had at Belle Vue and more obvious at Wimbledon where his career ended. Two years later, when I retired he was purchased to stand in Ireland.  Racegoers there recognised the quality of his sons and daughters.  His stud fee was raised from my moderate £300 to £500.   As more winners appeared it kept increasing until Slaneyside was recognised as the number one sire and breeders were eager to pay a £1000.



 This bone in the wrist joint is the most susceptible to injury.   It is called the Accessory carpal or the Pisiform.   X-Rays show the severely comminuted fracture found in big fast dogs while running on a fast surface.   I always find it difficult to explain to an owner when I consider that it is not even a true weight-carrier.   The explosive pressure on the stressed tendons must be a vital factor in transferring the force to the bone as the dog lands on the off fore at the apex of the turn while being pulled outwards.  In the great majority of cases we find just one fragment detached from the lower border of the bone. 



This X-Ray shows a scafoid reduced and held in 
position by a plate that I had made by the London
Splint Company.    I 'm not sure whether  Chart 
was the name of the owner or the dog







This hock shows a horrible dislocation and fracture.   I remember it
from 1968 because it made me cry for the poor bitch.    She was a lovely brindled and a great favourite with my wife, children and all our staff.   She had won the Puppy Oaks at Wimbledon.   Her name was Wheatfield Scud and she was by Jerpoint Prince and from Hi Venture.   I bought her sire from Doctor John Hindle of Kilkenny on behalf of Eric Adkins who built many houses in Northampton.  She
was bred in Palmerstown by James Fallon -- one of the dearest friends we ever met in the greyhound world.








This Hock radiograph differs from the majority we see.    The displaced bone is the Cuneiform or Third Tarsal which lies immediately below the Scaphoid and might have a slightly more favourable prognosis.    But, it appears to be a month or more old.    I imagine I would have advised a choice between restriction to exercise on the lead for four months and retirement.

Finding this photo of a typical cracked Scaphoid and seeing that it belonged to Trever Cobbold brought sad memories.   Trevor and his Dad Joe were among my most respected clients.    The date was 1994. From '71 I had been visiting Independent tracks and presenting trophies to winners of races sponsored by the Greyhound Council because these tracks were denied any of the funding given to those with power and influence.  
Out of sympathy with the Independents the Sporting Life put up £750 for a race at Bolton on condition that the entries would run in stud book names.   The NGRC secretary  who was an ex trainer announced that his trainers would not be allowed to run dogs in their real names. !   To help Bolton attract a good attendance I advertised a race for £100 & trophy but  never imagined where I would be on the day the race would be held.
I got an awful shock when I heard that Trevor's short life was ended while he had a lovely wife, young family and so much to live for.   I just had to be among the hundreds of mourners  supporting the popular family at the funeral.  I could not wait for the refreshments in the marquee; I had to get across to Bolton before eight o'clock in the evening.   As I pulled into the car park the gate-man shouted " bring in the trophy; your race is on."   When I got back to Yorkshire early next morning I checked my mileage. I cannot remember what it was but I know that it was over 500 and that I never did more in a day. 


 








    This pair are the uppermost bone in the Hock joint.    They are called Calcaneus or fibular Tarsal.
I show them because of their fracture and hair line cracks.    Greyhounds who sustain such damage during the later stage of a race may not show lameness.   In a subsequent race the crack may become a fracture which causes the dog to break down on the first turn.



I have lost so many good friends since I retired that I'm beginning to worry about how many I will have if I hang on for much longer.    A fortnight ago I lost another rare and true sportsman over in Kerry.   I'm sure you will guess I'm referring to the great Patsy Byrne.   The bad news travelled far and fast.
Patsy was as popular in the world of horse racing as he was with greyhound followers.     He will be much missed for many years.   The sympathy of so many people will help Brigid his wife and family to get over their great loss.
  I remember this presentation he made at Wembley twenty five years ago to Berny Wyatt when Dampit Pride won the Adam Jackson Stakes.   Mrs Wyatt is looking in from behind and their daughter is beside Patsy.  All of the regular racegoers up to ten years ago - will recognise  Denise and John Wileman. They were among the expert, kind and honest trainers I worked for.  They deserved each and every one of the races their dogs won.

Monday, 7 October 2013

More about Bateman the Great GRA Vet.....

Before I commence telling you more about Mr Bateman I must mention the assistance I got from the library of the Royal Veterinary College at Horseferry road London. The staff there have always been most helpful in finding me the facts about earlier events. This time they informed me that Mr Bateman had acknowledged the part played by his Assistant Robert McNair MRCVS in the operation, nursing and care of 'Hare Spy'.   Robert who had qualified from Glasgow in '53 outlived his great tutor but passed away in 2007.
I feel very grateful for a copy of the VETERINARY RECORD with the report of the astonishing and unique insertion of the plastic bone.  At that time when x-rays showed fragments of an extruded bone -- causing collapse and deformity of the joint -- all we could do was :- try to push them back and maintain them with a plate containing a hole at each end --for a screw -- to get a grip in the bones above and below.  The degree of healing was usually dependant on the blood supply to the fragments.   Where it was restricted some of them died.

I think you would like to read an obituary by Mr Ted Somer from the Record in 1964.
" To all of us in the veterinary profession the death of James Kay Bateman means the loss of an outstanding and gifted member of our profession.  To me, to my family,and to all who enjoyed  a closer relationship with Jimmy and his family it means so much more -- the loss of a great friend and family man.  Jimmy and I first met at the Royal (Dick) Veterinary College in January 1919, where we arrived after demobilisation from World War 1.  Our friendship developed, and after leaving college in 1922 we retained contact at odd times.  This became much closer after 1932; Jimmy had taken over his appointment at Northaw and I had established myself in a practice at New Cross S.E.14.  From that date our friendship grew ; our wives became great friends also, and as time went on our children became attached to each other.  It looks very likely that this friendship will be continued with our grandchildren.
How often, when we were together, did we enjoy talking about the good times we had at family parties at Northaw and at my home ; and looking over old photographs as they grew up and progressed, what fun and companionship we enjoyed.  
To have the friendship and hospitality of the Bateman family is something all who enjoyed it will always remember throughout their lives.
I am sure that all such friends will wish me to convey our deepest sympathy to Jenny and her family.  May I conclude by saying "Thank you Jimmy for your wonderful friendship" It was my old friend's wish that no flowers or other tokens should be sent in his memory.  Instead, he expressed the hope that those who wished to remember him would make a donation to the Victoria Veterinary Benevolent Fund.  May I express the hope that many of my colleagues will join me in that form of tribute to a great veterinarian."
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By courtesy of our library staff  I'm also able to report on the honour bestowed on Mr Bateman for his skill in enabling Hare Spy to race again.
     At the meeting of the  Central Veterinary Society held on April 17 th,  the President of the Society, Dr.  E. Cotchin  presented the Society's Victory Medal  for the year 1958.    In making the presentation
Dr. Cotchin said :- " As you know, a gold medal, called the Victory Medal was instituted in the year 1918 to commemorate the victory of the Allies in the Great War 1914 -18.  It may be awarded annually, at the discretion of the Council, to a person who has rendered outstanding service either to the Society or to veterinary science in general.
The list of Victory Medallists is a clear indication of the way in which over the years the Society has been able to do honour to itself, as well as to the recipients, by the award of this medal, and I would like to read the list through to you -- it contains 36 names, how they resound in the annals of the profession !   " H. A. Mac Cormick,   F.T. Harvey,  F.T.G. Hobday,  E.L. Stroud,  J.B. Buxton,   J. Mac
Intosh,  G.H. Wooldridge,  J. Rowe,  J. Mac Queen,  J. F. MacDonald,  G.W. Dunkin,  W.K. Townson, W. Perryman,  J. Moore,  H. Gray,  J.G. Wright,  H.D. Jones,  T.  Dalling,  W.H.  Kirk,  J.T.  Edwards, S. L.  Hignett,  F.  Bullock,  G.  Dunlop-Martin,  J. Mc Cunn,  H.E. Bywater,  C.A. Murray, T.L. Wright,  W.A. Pool,  G. O. Davies,  G.P. Male,  W. R.  Wooldridge,  T.  Hare,  A. L.  Sheather,  C. Roberts,  R.F. Wall  &  G.N. Gould.
To -day it is our privilege to add to this the name of  J.K. Bateman :  there can  be few of you who are unaware of Mr Bateman's many qualifications to be our newest Medallist, but I would like to present a very brief outline of his career.   Mr Bateman served in the Field Artillery in the 1914 -18 war, and then went to the Dick College,  from which he qualified in 1922.     He was then in equine practice for three years in Manchester, and for a further 5 years in mixed practice in Knutsford in Cheshire.   Next, he worked at Burroughs Wellcome under Dalling ; one of the diseases with which they were concerned -- canine distemper -- has formed one of Mr Bateman's interests ever since.    His major life's work has of course been in connection with the racing greyhound, with which he has worked at  Northaw for 26 years.    He is an acknowledged expert in the greyhound field, the man and the opportunity coming most favourably together.  The average number of dogs passing through the kennels each year is about 1,200, and the average number actually in the kennels is about half this total.
The two main problems to which Mr Bateman has given his attention are the control of distemper and the development of orthopaedics in relation to the racing greyhound.  He has often spoken to the Central on these subjects, and has written to much effect in the Record on such subjects as cramp, distemper, vaccination,  post-distemper diseases,  injuries to the stifle, and repair of fractures  of the  os calcis.
Mr Bateman has always been  a very modest man.    I will say no more now  than that  we feel very proud  to be able  to add his name  to our list  of  Victory Medallists.

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By now you may be wondering whether I had better luck with the other two plastic Scaphoids I got from the London Splint Company.   By screwing two plates into the bones above and below them I hoped the implant might be secured in at least one of them.   But in both cases it was ejected while they were leaning over on the first bend at Hinckley.   After the expense of keeping the three for six months I had to abandon hope of getting natural callus to retain a replica.   What surprised me was that in the case of Hare Spy, Mr Bateman had the confidence to remove the retaining plate after six weeks -- under local anaesthesia -- without losing his Replica.
  When I went to Australia and the United States during the Nineties a vet with a reputation on orthopaedics suggested that the success was partly due to the limited force of Hare Spy and her tendency to run wide on the turns.    I reminded him that five months after the operation the bitch had a trial over 500 yards.  During four months she then ran in six trials and eleven races -- three of which she won.   She was the first animal known to race with a complete bone replacement.
Mr J.K. Bateman or JKB --- as he was known after news of Hare Spy spread throughout the greyhound and veterinary worlds --- deserved all the admiration and congratulations bestowed on him. 
JKB loved the greyhounds under his care and got satisfaction from seeing them all sound and in good condition.   He often stayed late at the kennels or track without reward to attend to one who was sick or injured.   


This is the plate that I often used to retain fragmented bones, but it failed to hold my acrylic. 





What impressed me about JKB after meeting him at White City in London was the concern he shared for the hound with a hock injury and for the distraught owner who loved it.   Over many years -- out of interest and curiosity rather than reward -- he had been doing post mortem examinations on hocks of runners who had no history of lameness.  He told me he found some with microscopic  bruising or tearing of ligaments or periosteum.  That helped me in examining runners who had checked and lost time in a race -- who walked sound -- and whose X-ray showed no fracture -- after losing time in a race.  I used to advise walking exercise only-- prior to another X-ray after six weeks.  Unfortunately many owners could not afford to keep a dog who was not earning.

After the tragic loss of Mr Bateman in '64 I felt I had a duty to write, without reward, advice about preventing injury to -the faster greyhounds and particularly those who weighed more than sixty five pounds.  I had chosen this weight because one of the most successful breeders I knew preached that good track dogs did not have to weigh more than sixty three pounds and fast bitches might be ten pounds lighter.

His sermon was based on the three successive Derbies won by the 61 lbs 'Spanish Battleship' -- a feat that was never equalled anywhere.
He also felt that the turns on most of our tracks were too sharp for our bigger dogs and there was no need for dogs of 80 lbs unless for racing on a straight  or "pulling a sledge through the snow."
He spoke only facts, truth  and common sense.
His name was  Paddy Dunphy from 'The Grand Bar' in Castlecomer.   He also used the pub prefix in naming his greyhounds.   He created a record in '62 when he brought the 'Canal' that he bred to the Bateman kennels for a month.  He had the steak, the home-made brown bread and the water flown over every week until he went home with the trophy and the prize for the English Derby.
I never passed his door without stopping for an enjoyable and rewarding hour or two to see his hounds and listen to every word he spoke about them.   He was highly respected and when he died -- all too soon  like  JKB -- he was much missed by everyone who had the pleasure`of knowing him.
I often regretted my failure to take advice he gave me one day when I called on him in '55.   "There is a bitch in the final of the Oaks on Saturday that could be a good investment for you.  She is well-bred --from Prairie Vixen and by my own Grand Champion.  She has a damaged toe so I think you might get her for a thousand before the race.    But if she wins, no money will buy her;  she is sure to throw champions when retired for breeding."
  You may have guessed -- I did not have the price and the black Prairie Peg  threw litters of prolific winners who included Prairie Flash and Pigalle Wonder. Those two purchased by big spenders Noel Purvis and Al Burnett both earned more money than I ever earned.    That Peg  was not the only big
earner I missed.   There were others and I have no regrets.   I feel very lucky to be still here when so many good people I knew are gone.  They include the breeder of all those Prairie champions - the poor unfortunate Tommy Murphy of Inistioge.   He was killed by his own bull while releasing it after it got it's ring trapped.