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The Quail Hunt

D. E. Larsen, DVM Mom was just setting the table for dinner when I came into the house after doing chores at the barn. “Dana called a little bit ago,” Mom said. “He wanted you to call him back. He wanted you to come up and stay overnight this weekend. I think they have movedContinue reading “The Quail Hunt “

On the Wheel with a Broken Wheel, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM Pat was standing at the counter, clutching a shoebox in her hands. “I know we impose on your generosity, Dr. Larsen,” she said. “But the class is heartbroken over Blossom. Can you get a look at her?” “Don’t feel like you’re imposing, Pat,” I said. “I see all the classroom petsContinue reading “On the Wheel with a Broken Wheel, From the Archives”

An Unfortunate Family Conflict

D. E. Larsen, DVM Cody almost danced on the exam table. His stub of a tail wagged so hard that it wagged his entire rear end. “Whoa!” I said as Cody was trying to lick my face. “You can hardly contain yourself, Cody.” “He is so happy to go in the truck. He doesn’t careContinue reading “An Unfortunate Family Conflict “