Blood Please, Fill Her Up

D. E. Larsen, DVM She came through the door in a rush, a young girl, probably in her early twenties, with a very limp, pale orange tabby cat in her arms.  She stopped at the counter. “I need to see the vet. This is an emergency,” she said, visibly trying to maintain her self control.Continue reading “Blood Please, Fill Her Up”

Fleeing the Flea

D. E. Larsen, DVM It is another hot August day in Sweet Home, and fleas are eating most of the dogs alive. Returning from lunch, I could see that Dixie had started the sprinkler on the roof already. That helped keep the clinic cool. The water would run hot, coming off the roof. Joseph wasContinue reading “Fleeing the Flea”