The Kid Doesn’t Stand a Chance 

D. E. Larsen, DVM Ruth hung up the phone and took a deep breath. She looked at me from across the room. “Your favorite client is on her way with Rambo,” Ruth said. “He has a laceration on his foot. And the worse part, she is bringing her kid.” “Great, I wonder how we willContinue reading “The Kid Doesn’t Stand a Chance “

Nick’s Ankle 

D. E. Larsen, DVM Sandy was standing behind the counter with her hands on her hips when I returned to the clinic from a morning farm call. “Skip is on his way here with Ted’s dog,” Sandy said. “They found him in the river, and Skip said he has a broken leg.” I glanced overContinue reading “Nick’s Ankle “

Gus and Blackie, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM We watched as Blackie hurried across Main Street, almost in the crosswalk and with no regard for the traffic light, his long leash trailing behind him. Blackie was a Dachshund cross, solid black in color, and the structure of a Dachshund.  Blackie was always in the lead and always seemed toContinue reading “Gus and Blackie, From the Archives”