The Deadly Breakup

D. E. Larsen, DVM “The sheriff is on the phone for you,” Sandy said as she leaned against the surgery room doorway. “I don’t know what he wants, but you don’t want to get in the middle of a mess.” “Good morning,” I said into the phone, not sure who I was going to beContinue reading “The Deadly Breakup”

Jack

D. E. Larsen, DVM Sandy and I were standing in the garage talking when Robert pulled into the driveway with his load of boxes. Robert was our UPS delivery guy and was a regular visitor to our clinic in the garage. Robert dropped the boxes on the table in the back of the garage andContinue reading “Jack”