Where is the Volar Pouch

D. E. Larsen, DVM   Dr. Adams was a massive man, both in his physique and in his professional reputation. He was not tall, less than six feet, but very muscular. His rugged facial features made him appear to have a scowl on his face in the best of times. In those moments, when heContinue reading “Where is the Volar Pouch”

Several Days in February

D. E. Larsen, DVM I looked for a spot in the trunk for my bag. There were six of us stuffed into the sedan for our trip to Nebraska. My bet was, I was the only one who had been in the military. You didn’t need to bring your entire wardrobe for a one weekContinue reading “Several Days in February”

Is He Dead Yet

D. E. Larsen, DVM We were right in the middle of a story when the phone rang. Rod was closest, so he picked up the call. Everyone else on night duty tried to look busy. Our last couple of years in Vet School was a little more strenuous than regular college. Clinic rotations made itContinue reading “Is He Dead Yet”

The Shock of it All

D. E. Larsen, DVM Ag had called, “We have a cow with a prolapsed uterus out in the calving pasture. Alice and I are going to bring her into the barnyard. Can you come out and get a look at her?”      I glanced at the clock, it was almost midnight. I thought toContinue reading “The Shock of it All”

Don’t Be Too Smug

D. E. Larsen, DVM I pushed the winch out to the end of the track and jumped up on the truck’s bed. I secured a chain around the hocks of the dead horse. With the shackle secure, I connected the hook on the winch cable to the chain and lifted the horse up and pushedContinue reading “Don’t Be Too Smug”