The Wicked Witch of the West

D. E. Larsen, DVM Sandy went with me on this late afternoon call to Lacomb. With the kids visiting our parents, we had planned to stop for dinner on the way home. I leaned against the rail of the log corral. On the far side of the corral stood this evening’s patient, a Scottish HighlanderContinue reading “The Wicked Witch of the West”