Nobody, I repeat, Nobody is to make any jokes at all, however slight, relating to the hippo-cratic oath.
This drawing was inspired by a trip to Whipsnade zoo. We saw the baby pygmy hippo, small (for a hippo) pink and wet, but this hippopotamus is of the “common” kind.
My sister’s a hypnotherapist, and so I’m giving the original to her. By the time you read this I’ll know whether she likes it or not, and we should know whether this post is a posthumous ‘potamus.
EDIT: Today I looked up “hippotherapy” on Wikipedia. And there really is such a thing.
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Hippotherapist
Together we can change your life
Can't POO in your POOL?
Mud glorious mud
Together we can change your life
Can't POO in your POOL?
Mud glorious mud
People spend gazillions for therapeutic mud wraps and to bathe in magical mudholes. I think a hippotherapist is perfectly sensible. Perhaps they can share practice with an elephantiacist…
sensible, maybe, but would you like to bathe in a magical mud-hole full of hippos?