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The Banded Collie

D. E. Larsen, DVM I stepped out of the garage to greet the station wagon that had just pulled into our driveway. We were trying to run a practice in the garage and with house calls and farm calls. The clinic was scheduled to be completed in August of 1976, but now it was lookingContinue reading “The Banded Collie”

A Lesson Well Learned

D. E. Larsen, DVM Floyd was waiting for me at his driveway on Liberty Road. Sitting in his old pickup, he woke with a start when I pulled in alongside his truck. Floyd was a big man, his hands spoke of a lifetime of hard work, and his gray hair told of his age. “IContinue reading “A Lesson Well Learned”

Pat’s Menagerie

D. E. Larsen, DVM The mouth was wide open, and salvia dripped from the gleaming white teeth. The snarl could have come from a timber wolf. As I reached around to his rear end, the mouth snapped viciously at my arm. My arm would have been chewed to pieces if Joleen hadn’t had a deathContinue reading “Pat’s Menagerie”