The Alarm 

D. E. Larsen, DVM Pulling up to the clinic on Sunday morning, I looked hard at the front door. There was something odd stuck in the glass. As I stepped out of the car, I could see it was a large rock. “There is a large rock stuck in the front door’s glass,” I saidContinue reading The Alarm 

Several Days in February, From the Archives

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, From the Archives”

George

 D. E. Larsen, DVM  Jim waited patiently in the reception area with George lying at his feet. He tried to busy himself, looking at his hand, then out the window. I hurried to the next exam room so we could work George into the busy schedule. “Dixie, get Jim into the surgery room, and IContinue reading George