There were essentially two large animal vets when I moved out here five years ago and both of them were over retirement age. One, who also had a small animal clinic, tried to transition his practice over to a couple who were both vets. The horse community (small but very talkative) rated them “pretty bad”, but when they published the news that our well-beloved Doc had retired, on their website – which he had NOT – the equine patronage dried up overnight. They no longer have a large animal practice.
The other guy had better luck. He had already hired two young female vets to work with him, who eventually co-owned the practice with him. He hired another young man out of vet school (the horse people thought he was a dick, but the small stock people liked him as he had a special interest in sheep and goats). But one of the women is pregnant with her second child and the other has three young children, their hours are now curtailed. Young guy met a girl and is relocating to be with her. They are hiring two new grads this summer but based on my experience with Young Guy, whom I had to show how to bandage a hock so it would stay bandaged (I learned this from Tufts), it takes a while to get up to speed.
Meanwhile they are months backlogged on routine care appointments. I love those vets, one of them found me on a back road when my horse fell out of her trailer (this is how I spent time at Tufts) and did her utmost to save my girl (who is fine now, just has a lot of “blemishes”). I hope to God they hire some good people, because right now they are the only game in a five town radius.