Dr H Ask again whether the Doctor is in

The Profile

A doctor who comes when called

We sent a correspondent to her house to write a serious profile. This is what came back. We've printed it as written against the advice of everyone in the office.

Dr Hashbrowns lies on a grey ottoman with both white front paws stretched toward the camera. She looks straight into the lens. Bookshelves stand behind her.
Dr Hashbrowns at home in 2022.

Okay. So I've met cats. I want that on the record. I've been in rooms with cats my whole life. Every one of them has looked at me like I'm the guy who came to fix the water heater and stayed for dinner.

Dr Hashbrowns is not that. I came through the front door and she was there. Not near the door. At the door. Like a hostess at a restaurant that only has one table. And it's yours. And she's been holding it all night.

Then she followed me. I went to the kitchen and she's in the kitchen. Back to the couch? Couch. I went to the bathroom and I could feel her out in the hallway just sort of existing at me through the door. I've got friends from high school who never once wondered where I went.

They told me she comes when she's called. I didn't believe it. A cat that comes when it's called is like a raccoon that pays rent. So I said her name real quiet. Like a question I didn't want the answer to. And she came right over. Came over like I had news about her family.

And she doesn't hunt. I need people to understand this. There's a whole world of cats out there doing crimes in the backyard. Leaving birds on the porch like a mob guy leaving a fish. She is not in that world. If a moth got in the house I think she'd just watch it with concern. Like it's her nephew and he's going through something.

And then there's Yuki. Yuki is a border collie who lives in the house and Yuki has the energy of a guy who's about to get promoted. I'm not going to lie to you. I watched Yuki for a while. Everybody keeps telling me the Doctor is dog-like. I think I figured out why. I think she's been studying under one.

She knows when dinner is. Not roughly. She knows it like a guy who's worked at the same plant for thirty years and his body just stands up at 4:59. Same with bedtime. And if you stay up she stays up. She is not going to bed without you. She'll sit there at one in the morning while you watch a man restore a rusty shovel and she won't say a word about it. Like a little night nurse.

Which honestly might be the whole doctor thing. Maybe that's the practice. Night shift. No appointments. She just shows up.

On my last day I asked her straight out what she's a doctor of. She looked at me for a long time. Then she got up and walked into the next room. And I followed her. Because man. At that point I'd follow her anywhere. I think that's how she gets you. I think that's the whole thing.

Our correspondent has since been reassigned and still asks about her most days.

Her day as observed

When anyone comes home
Already at the door
When anyone leaves the room
Close behind
When called by name
Arrives
Dinner
She knows. She has always known.
Bedtime
Yours
Late nights
Also yours
Professional development
Ongoing. Under Yuki.

Times are omitted. She keeps them; we don't need to.

From the archive

The earliest photograph on file is dated February 2019. These are a few of the others.

Dr Hashbrowns sits upright on top of a woven basket and looks at the camera. The same basket moments later. Dr Hashbrowns now lies on her side across the top with her head tipped upside down. She is still looking at the camera.
Fig. 4 On the basket Two frames taken thirty-four seconds apart. In the first she is seated. In the second she has reconsidered.
Dr Hashbrowns sits on the floor in front of a closed white front door and looks back over her shoulder at the camera. Cardboard boxes stand beside her.
Fig. 5 Reception Her post by the front door. Nobody is due home yet. She is not taking chances.
Dr Hashbrowns lies stretched out on a teal armchair. She is tucked underneath a raised pet bed and peers out from the gap.
Fig. 6 Office hours She was not hiding. She was available in a smaller space than usual.
Yuki the black and white border collie peeks into a hallway with her mouth open in a grin. Dr Hashbrowns lies calmly on the tile floor beside her.
Fig. 7 The colleague Yuki. Border collie. Head of herding. Possibly the source of the Doctor's training.
Dr Hashbrowns asleep and curled tightly on blue blankets on a leather couch. Dr Hashbrowns curled up and dozing on a rumpled brown quilted bedspread.
Fig. 8 Lights out Bedtime. It begins when yours does.