The Dart’s Glance

D. E. Larsen, DVM Fred Briggs waited patiently while I was finishing up on my office calls. He always came at the end of the day, maybe because we were close to his home in Albany, but I liked to think because he knew he would have more time to talk with me. Fred wasContinue reading “The Dart’s Glance”

When do You Say When

D. E. Larsen, DVM Nessie came out from under the feed rack, shaking her head vigorously as the small rat hung limply from her mouth. Nessie was a small, straw-colored Cairn Terrier.  “That’s the way to get ‘em,” Ayers hollered as Nessie discarded the dead rat and ran up the hill toward us. Ayers laughedContinue reading “When do You Say When”

For the Want of a Few Pounds

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Here comes Pete again,” Don said. “I think I will let you talk with him today. He just about talked my leg off yesterday.” “What does he have going on?” I asked. “He got a bunch of new feeder steers,” Don said. “He has been studying up on Ralgo, that newContinue reading “For the Want of a Few Pounds”