"Because I couldn't be a truck driver," she replied promptly before she tipped her head back and laughed quietly. "Honestly, I don't know. It just ... seemed to be where my strengths were. I grew up around animals, had an affinity with animals, and it just seemed ... like the way to go. I had good grades in sciences in school, and I was accepted to a few other colleges, but ... Tufts was the best for what I wanted to do. So there it was."
She looked thoughtful. "The better question is why'd I opt to be a large animal vet," Mercy continued with a grin. "But that's simple enough. Domestic vets are a dime a dozen, even in my area of the world. We needed more vets trained for farm animals. The cows, the goats, the pigs, the horses. Especially the horses for the Amish folk." She shrugged and smiled. "It's tough work, but I like it."
Though she was at something of a loss around here, unless they were planning on filtering in some sick cows or something.