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Can We Eat Her? From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Bart, it’s good to see you. Do you need to talk with Debbie?” I asked. “If she is busy, that’s okay. I can wait. I just wanted to tell her we would be gone by the time she gets home. We will have dinner ready for her and Lisa. She isContinue reading “Can We Eat Her? From the Archives”

Power Line Splice in Yellow Snow, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM The winter of 1968 in West Germany was cold, with multiple ice storms and plenty of snow. I had just been promoted to NCO in charge of the maintenance shop of a remote Army Security Agency Site at Wobeck. Located in the middle of an ancient elm forest outside of theContinue reading “Power Line Splice in Yellow Snow, From the Archives”

One Big Hot Spot, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM The early morning air was warm and unusually humid as I loaded into my truck to head to the clinic. This was going to be a hot day, and I just hoped I wouldn’t have some dog with a heat stroke today. “The good news is there isn’t much going onContinue reading “One Big Hot Spot, From the Archives”