The Daughter’s Horse

D. E. Larsen, DVM I slowed the truck to a stop while I reread the directions. I was meeting a man at his horse pasture. It was not associated with a house, and we didn’t have a street number. When I looked up from the notes, I could see the guy waving at me fromContinue reading “The Daughter’s Horse”

All Hell Broke Loose

D. E. Larsen, DVM “I have been looking at Sophie’s horse for a couple of days now,” Don says as we were lining out our morning calls. “I would like you to come along this morning and get your opinion. This is low-grade colic. I think it must be an obstruction, but I have notContinue reading “All Hell Broke Loose”