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One Large Wart

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Doc, I have a heifer that is going to fair at the end of the summer,” Bruce said as he leaned on the front counter. “They tell me that they won’t let her into the fair with a wart.” “That’s right, Bruce,” I said. “Warts are caused by a virus, andContinue reading “One Large Wart “

Dystocia is a Sow

D. E. Larsen, DVM The sun was rapidly sinking behind the hills on the western side of the valley when I finally pulled into George’s barnyard. It had been a long trip to Lacomb. I didn’t like to travel this far for a call because it took more time than I could get an adequateContinue reading “Dystocia is a Sow”

My Christmases in the Army

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Company D, Private Drake speaking, can I help you,” Bill answered the phone on a snowy Christmas Eve in 1965. Bill and I were pulling CQ (charge of quarters) duty for Company D, a duty company for troops waiting for school at Fort Devens. We were a couple of lucky ones;Continue reading “My Christmases in the Army “