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I Are One

D. E. Larsen, DVM Dad was drying his hands as he entered the kitchen. He had just finished the morning milking and had washed up for breakfast. Looking over Mom’s shoulder as she stood at the stove, he asked, “What’s for breakfast? I am hungry as a horse.” “David wanted hotcakes, but I also cookedContinue reading “I Are One”

The Orange Kitten

D. E. Larsen, DVM Don stepped on his brakes and pulled his pickup to the side of Bellinger Scale Road. “I think that was an orange kitten,” Don said to himself as he stepped out of his pickup. Don looked for traffic before starting across the road. Being an EMT, he didn’t want to becomeContinue reading “The Orange Kitten “

Charlie and Betty Land, Breeding Mares, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM I pulled the fingers off a plastic OB sleeve and pulled it on my left arm. After the fingerless sleeve on my left arm was in place, I pulled on a latex exam glove. Then I pulled on a second OB sleeve, also with the fingers removed. This would allow excellentContinue reading “Charlie and Betty Land, Breeding Mares, From the Archives”