Cows Never Eat the Stuff

D. E. Larsen, DVM Here I was again, standing over a dead cow, in the middle of a pasture filled with Tansy, listening to a rancher explain to me that cows never touch the stuff. As I stood there sharpening my necropsy knife, I thought about my long history with Tansy. My first recollection ofContinue reading “Cows Never Eat the Stuff”

Under the Old Plum Tree

D. E. Larsen, DVM It was almost midnight in the early fall of 1977 when Lloyd called with a sick cow.  “The boys say she has been eating plums. She seems to be pretty sick, Doc. Do you think she will be OK till morning?” He asked, obviously quite worried about his favorite cow. “HowContinue reading “Under the Old Plum Tree”

Old Mister Nielson

D. E. Larsen, DVM Old Mr. Nielsen sat on a stump by the head of the squeeze chute, watching me closely as I cut a length of OB wire and attached handles to each end. He was s short, stout Norwegian. He covered his thinning gray hair with a tattered old ball cap that satContinue reading “Old Mister Nielson”