A Sad Mismating  

D. E. Larsen, DVM Howard was leaning on the front counter, trying to dig his address out of his wallet and maintain control of Roxy at the same time. Roxy was a young German Shepard. She was pulling hard on the leash, leaning toward the cat carrier in the far corner of the reception area.Continue reading “A Sad Mismating  “

A New Crop

D. E. Larsen, DVM Waiting for Wayne to come down from the house, I leaned on the top rail of the corral and wondered what it was with this heifer that Wayne wanted to be checked. Wayne was a young man and the new owner of this ranch. I had spoken with him on theContinue reading “A New Crop”