Bill and Mary Jane

D. E. Larsen, DVM I turned off of McDowell Creek road into the barnyard. I could see only a few cows in the holding pen and a couple of guys heading up the hill to the upper pasture. I looked at the clock to make sure I wasn’t early for the appointment to due theContinue reading “Bill and Mary Jane”

On the Wheel with a Broken Wheel

D. E. Larsen, DVM Pat was standing at the counter, clutching a shoebox in her hands. “I know we impose on your generosity, Dr. Larsen,” she said. “But the class is heartbroken over Blossom. Can you get a look at her?” “Don’t feel like you’re imposing, Pat,” I said. “I see all the classroom petsContinue reading “On the Wheel with a Broken Wheel”