Drunken Hounds 

D. E. Larsen, DVM I stood in the driveway, waiting for Jeremy to come out of the house, and I could see several hounds in the large kennel behind the house. They were staggering around, just like Jeremy described in his call. I watched as Jeremy made his way out of the back door ofContinue reading “Drunken Hounds “

Tiny’s Swollen Belly 

D. E. Larsen, DVM I watched as Dixie showed Mr. Johnson into the exam room. He ducked his head as he went through the door. I don’t know if he needed to duck, but it was close. Mr. Johnson was a large old man. Not fat, just tall and solidly built. In his later years,Continue reading “Tiny’s Swollen Belly “

Itsy’s Lymphoma

 D. E. Larsen, DVM I looked again at Itsy’s tonsils. They were huge. Large tonsils and diarrhea equaled salmon disease in my mind until I proved otherwise. But Itsy’s tonsils were not simply enlarged; they were huge. Opal stood wringing her hands on the other side of the exam table. She knew me well enoughContinue reading “Itsy’s Lymphoma”