Here are some facts from my wife's life as a large animal veterinarian, specializing mostly in dairy cattle.
- When she first started her internship (~1986) and was the doctor on call, clients would sometimes say they wanted "a real doctor." (By this, they meant a man.) She had to tell them she was what they got. (Clients got better, both as they came to know her and as female cow doctors became more common.)
- People would ask her how a tiny woman like her could do the physical work of manhandling (sic) a cow. She had to explain that if an animal weighing ~2000 pounds (~1000 kg) wants to "move through you", it doesn't matter if you weigh 200 pounds or 120 pounds: the cow is going to move through you. Brute force isn't something that matters so much with such a huge disparity of strength and weight. What matters is understanding animal behavior and how to take advantage of it.
- When she interviewed for a tenure-track job (1989 or 1990), two (male) interviewers asked if she planned to get pregnant. She sucked it up and was pleasant.
Was she a "feminist"? She did not (and does not) self-identify as such.