Dr. Casey Davis
Hello, my name is Dr. Casey Davis. I’m a small-town girl with big dreams. After earning my veterinary degree from University of Illinois in the spring of 2008, I began my veterinary career as a mixed animal practitioner in Greeenville, Illinios. From the spring of 2008 to the summer of 2010, I spent my days treating dogs and cats in the clinic to treating horses, cattle, and geese on the farm. As much as I loved working with both large and small animals, I eventually decided to focus my practice to dogs and cats only.
In June of 2010, I accepted a position at Lashley Animal hospital, located in Belleville, Illinois, which became my home for 7 years. I learned to become a self-sufficient veterinarian there and ran the two-doctor practice alone for 6 months just prior to my departure. Leaving my clientele was the hardest thing that I have ever done in my career. I made fast friendships and cried with my clients as they said goodbye to pets that I had treated since my first day at the practice. This community was hard to leave but God was pulling me in a new direction.
In February of 2017, I was introduced to Dr. Keenoy through family friends. By this time, I had moved to St. Louis. We had a two-hour lunch and both realized God had put us in each other’s path. I will be purchasing Old Webster Animal Hospital from Doc in the fall of 2017. Together, we will be completely renovating the clinic and will be adding our own in-house laboratory and digital x-ray unit. We are very excited about improving the clinic collectively while maintaining the personal veterinary care that clients have come to expect at Old Webster.
I grew up in Elkhart, a small family farming town in Illinois. Our village was so small we had to drive 20 miles to a neighboring town for high school! I spent most of my childhood days on my grandparent’s farm with my big brother, Nick, and my little sister, Mallory. Grandpa Joe grew corn and soybeans, and raised beef cattle, hogs, horses, and chickens. When I wasn’t walking beans or detasseling corn, I spent my time chasing the barn cats, the huskies, and my mom’s horse, Playboy. Needless to say, it was the exposure to all of these different animals at such a young age that fueled my passion to become a veterinarian. I also was lucky enough to witness compassion to animals from my parents and grandparents as I grew. We were a farming family and believed all living things deserve love and respect.
I am currently engaged to Devin Graham. We met in the summer of 2013. He is a Kirkwood boy and it didn’t take him long to convince me to move across the river. After 3 years of dating we knew we were meant for each other. We bought a house in Kirkwood in April 2016 and are getting married September 30th of this year. We share our home with our two critters, Belle the cat and Grayce the dog. Both pets are featured in my logo 🙂
Devin owns 612 Kitchen and Cocktails in Kirkwood, and he will be celebrating his 3rd year anniversary in July. Together we are learning how to run our businesses. He has much more experience in business management than I do as his family has been in the food and beverage industry for 21 years. The Grahams are a beloved family in the community, and I am so thankful to become part of the Graham clan this September.
Belle came into my life during spring break of my sophomore year of undergraduate college. I would come home to Elkhart to work at a local veterinary office during my time off from school in order to make a little extra cash and gain experience. One March day, I was working the receptionist desk and a kitten was dropped off for surgery. Belle was a little 3 pound ball of white fur that effortlessly made her way into my heart. I remember telling her owner when I checked her out at the end of the day that I would love to adopt their kitten should they ever need to re-home her. To my surprise and elation Belle’s owner contacted me at the end of the summer and asked me if I still wanted to adopt. Through happy tears I said yes and 16 years later we are still together. In college she had several “parlor tricks” and entertained anyone who came over. Once, she jumped off of our 2-story balcony only to return 8 hours later covered in dirt with leaves and twigs caught in her white coat. She looked as though she had quite a good time on her little excursion and didn’t seem to care that I was shaking with worry (little stinker). Today she is still as feisty as ever and has always been a big part of who I am.
I adopted 6 month old, Grayce, in the last month of clinical rotations my senior year of vet school. Late on a Friday afternoon while my classmates and I were hanging out in the break room waiting for the clock to reach 5 pm, the surgical technician came back and asked for a volunteer vet student to take the emergency that came in from the humane society. After what seemed like forever with no one raising their hand, I reluctantly offered. I got all of my paperwork together and walked into the room. There sat a poor excuse for a boxer on the exam table. She was 20 pounds underweight and her left hind limb was about 4 times its normal size. She turned around and looked at me for the first time with those big eyes; those eyes that can see straight through me. Grayce had been hit by a car and had an oblique fracture of her left femur. We plated her fracture that night and the surgical resident let me spay her after her leg was repaired. I spent my evenings studying for boards in her pen. We enjoyed each other’s company so much and bonded immediately. Grayce went home with me after her recovery and has been by my side for 10 years.