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I Don’t Have Fleas!

D. E. Larsen, DVM The clouds were gathering in the sky, and everyone was hopeful that fall would finally be here. It had been a long summer. We were winding down for the day, and Sandy and I planned to take the kids to a movie. We had just switched the phone at the clinicContinue reading “I Don’t Have Fleas!“

Blackjack and Newt, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Joleen, are you still feeding that feral tomcat out the back door?” I asked. “I don’t think he is really feral. I am going to catch him one of these days.” “Catch him. If you get ahold of him, it will be a question mark as to who has caught who,”Continue reading “Blackjack and Newt, From the Archives”

Dig the Hole Deep

D. E. Larsen, DVM Mom stepped out of the kitchen as soon as I came through the door. There was no smile on her face, which could only mean that there was work to be done. “I want you to change into work clothes,” Mom said. “I was up checking Lila and Robert’s today. TheyContinue reading “Dig the Hole Deep “