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Della’s Mammary Tumor, Part One

D. E. Larsen, DVM Della was a middle-aged white poodle. She could hardly contain herself and was wiggling all over the exam table when I entered the room. Wilma displayed no such excitement. She was a nurse and usually knowledgeable about Della’s health care. “What is going on with Della today?” I asked as IContinue reading “Della’s Mammary Tumor, Part One “

Ruger’s HItchhikers

D. E. Larsen, DVM The little shepherd pup was lying with his neck extended and head flat on the exam table, and he did not budge when I entered the room. Kris was seated in a chair, but her two boys stood at the table with the pup. “Which one of these guys are weContinue reading “Ruger’s HItchhikers”

Cookie’s Litter, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Dr. Larsen, This is Maude, from Brownsville,” Maude said into the phone. “Cookie, my best milk goat, is about ready to deliver. She is so large that she has been down for two days. Can I bring her up to your place so you can look at her?” “That’s fine, Maude,Continue reading “Cookie’s Litter, From the Archives”