Veterinary communities standing together against exaggerated breed traits

When I was in high school, I volunteered at a veterinary clinic in the town where I lived. One day, a Shar Pei came in for a routine annual exam and the veterinarian brought her to the back to collect a blood sample. Once the sample was collected, the veterinarian paused and lifted a large fold of skin over the dog's shoulders. Bright red skin glistened with moisture as he looked silently for a few moments before lifting adjacent folds on the neck and face. His head hung low and a look of disappointment clung to his face. One fold after another, more of the same red skin, damp, sometimes with crusts, sometimes nearly bald in places. The veterinarian wiped one of the worst areas with a gauze swab and applied some ointment. The dog protested in discomfort. The veterinarian removed his gloves, washed his hands, and turned to take the dog back to the consultation room. I followed, eager to hear what he might say to the clients.