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 “
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Memoirs of a Country Vet 