Lie Still and He Won’t Touch You

D. E. Larsen, DVM Rocket was a small horse, size-wise. But he was opinionated and spirited. And he was determined that he was going to win the battle. “I don’t know, Kay,” I said. “I think I am going to have to tranquilize Rocket before I am going to be able to float his teeth.”Continue reading Lie Still and He Won’t Touch You

Widow Woman’s Ranch, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM I could see Dan waiting at the gate to the barnyard when I pulled into his driveway off of Pleasant Valley Road. There was still some snow on the ground from a late spring snowfall, and it added a chill to the air. “Dan, I got the message that you wantedContinue reading “Widow Woman’s Ranch, From the Archives”

Smoke’s Fracture 

D. E. Larsen, DVM A slight fog hung low across the moist grass as the early morning sun evaporated the dew. I always liked these sunny spring days that were intermixed with wet showery days. There were cars already in front of the clinic when I arrived. “We have a full morning, and Ed isContinue reading Smoke’s Fracture