What’s in a Name

D. E. Larsen, DVM When I was a young boy, my great uncle, Ern Davenport, called me “Goliath.” I never knew why he assigned me that name. My name being David gave an obvious connection, but what event prompted it has been forever lost.   My grandparents had 10 children, and there were 29 of usContinue reading “What’s in a Name”

A Little Bit of Magic Helps Sometimes

D.E. Larsen, DVM “How long has she been down, Dick?” I asked, standing over a young heifer that had just delivered a calf. “When I got this afternoon, she had this calf hanging halfway out of her,” Dick said. “The calf was dead, I hooked onto it with the tractor and drug her and theContinue reading “A Little Bit of Magic Helps Sometimes”

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”