Toby’s Bullet Wound

 D. E. Larsen, DVM Ann rushed in the door with Toby clutched to her chest. After five, we were technically closed, but Ann had an emergency, plus she was a friend, a neighbor, and a long-time client. “Toby has a broken leg,” Ann said to Sandy as she stopped at the front counter. “I thinkContinue reading “Toby’s Bullet Wound”

Poor Advice can be Expensive 

D. E. Larsen, DVM The phone jarred me awake. I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was six in the morning. Sunday morning, I liked to sleep in on Sunday morning. I got up and walked out to the kitchen to answer the phone. Amy woke up with me, the meant there wasContinue reading “Poor Advice can be Expensive “

Nessie’s Demise 

D. E. Larsen, DVM It had been several years since I had seen Ayers when I noticed Sandy showing him and Nessie into the exam room. I knew he had a few tough years, as is always the case when an old man loses his wife. Nessie was a rough-looking little miniature schnauzer. She wouldn’tContinue reading “Nessie’s Demise “