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Table Manners for the Old Dog, from the Archives

D. E. Larsen,DVM Frank pushed through the door with Harley. Harley was an old yellow lab, very overweight, and suffering from arthritis due to all the extra weight. “I need to see Doc, right away if possible!” he said abruptly. “Old Harley, he is not eating much since Kara passed. I’m notContinue reading “Table Manners for the Old Dog, from the Archives”

Libby

D. E. Larsen, DVM Our fascination with Silver Persians started in Enumclaw. The clinic had a client who raised Silver Persians and shipped kittens all over the country. She even had some international clients. She lived in a large house. The people lived in the upper stories, and the cats, I don’t know how many,Continue reading “Libby”

One Sore Foot

D. E. Larsen, DVM It was the middle of August, and we hadn’t seen any rain in weeks. You could almost taste the dust in this small pasture. Bill Sieg looked down at me. “Do you think he will fit in the chute?” Bill asked. “I haven’t tried to put him in it yet.” WeContinue reading “One Sore Foot”