The Old Man

 D. E. Larsen, DVM I stopped at the mailbox and double-checked the box’s address against my call slip. This was the right place, but it really didn’t look like anybody was home, and it didn’t look like a place that had room for a cow. I pulled into the drive and waited a moment, hopingContinue reading “The Old Man”

Meter Reader Mishap, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Dale is waiting on the phone for you,” Judy said. “He is the manager of PP&L.” I knew Dale from the Rotary Club, but I wasn’t aware that he had any animals. I put the little pup back in the kennel. Dale was lucky. Another few minutes, and we would haveContinue reading “Meter Reader Mishap, From the Archives”

The Kid Doesn’t Stand a Chance 

D. E. Larsen, DVM Ruth hung up the phone and took a deep breath. She looked at me from across the room. “Your favorite client is on her way with Rambo,” Ruth said. “He has a laceration on his foot. And the worse part, she is bringing her kid.” “Great, I wonder how we willContinue reading “The Kid Doesn’t Stand a Chance “