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The Heel Fly

D. E. Larsen, DVM I watched in amazement as the group of cows ran through the lower field with their tails in the air. They all came to a stop at the edge of the pond and waded out into the shallow edge of the water. “What makes those cows run like that?” I askedContinue reading “The Heel Fly “

Gus and the Manure Pile, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM Manure piles were (and still are to some extent) standard fare on Oregon farms. They were located around the barn somewhere and served multiple uses. They came in many shapes and sizes. Smaller places had a simple pile outside a doorway where the barn was cleaned. Larger farms had more elaborateContinue reading “Gus and the Manure Pile, From the Archives”

The Poll Presentation

D. E. Larsen, DVM I was cleaning up at Robert’s place in Brownsville when his wife came out of the house at a trot. “Doc, your office is on the phone and would like to talk with you,” Alice said. “We have an extension near the back door that you could use now without removingContinue reading “The Poll Presentation”