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Saved by Daisy

D. E. Larsen, DVM “I just don’t know what is wrong with her, David,” Violet said. “She won’t jump up on the bed, and she cries if I try to pick her up.” Violet was one of my older clients. She was a tiny lady with snow-white hair, in her nineties, she was still veryContinue reading “Saved by Daisy”

The Bite of the Chigger

D. E. Larsen, DVM I came to the end of the gravel on this side road off of Pleasant Valley Road. There was just a dirt path in front of me. I say path because it would probably not meet any criteria to qualify as a road. I took a deep breath and continued on,Continue reading “The Bite of the Chigger”

Fort Dix Transfer Company, December 1967

D. E. Larsen, DVM I set my B-4 bag down on the walkway while I adjusted my collar and straightened my tie. I buttoned my coat. My uniform didn’t fit well after gaining 15 pounds on my 45 day leave at home following Korea. With a deep breath, I climbed the steps and entered theContinue reading “Fort Dix Transfer Company, December 1967”