In NM, the Vet practise I used was a partnership between father and son. The father was in his sixties, possibly seventies, and intimidated me with his aloofness. I always breathed a sigh of relief when the "son" (40s) came into the exam room. He was friendlier and knew how to reassure my worries.
That said, during the 4 years that I frequented the establishment, I noticed the elder dr. possessing some wonderful skills that he used freely for his calling. While he might be brusque and surly towards me, he always talked softly to my dogs, touched them with relaxed hands, and seemed to really feel their pain. It was as if he was completely focused on the animal as the patient, but the owner was a necessary evil :)
He had a true gift and once I realized that his coolness towards me was nothing personal, I really learned to appreciate his dedication towards caring for my dogs. He would be so fully focused on healing the animal, that attempting to explain what was going on became an afterthought. After all, that's what we were all there for...not if I was happy or not :) His nurses became very adept at filling in us owners :D :D :d
I was saddened when he decided to fully retire. One thing though, his son would not hesitate to call the dad up to benefit from those decades of living education ;) I think that I would not choose a dr. to be that curt today, esp. if a younger sort. He was definitely "old-school", but he was very effective. I kind of miss the old guy even now :)
toodles