The Perfect Shot

D. E. Larsen, DVM I thumbed through the journal, scanning the pages for something interesting before discarding it onto the pile on my desk. I seldom read anything cover to cover, but I could rapidly review the pages and pick out any interesting articles. Those articles I could quickly scan a little closer in aContinue reading “The Perfect Shot”

It’s Her Job

D. E. Larsen, DVM I stepped out of the crowding ally quickly as Ervin released the cow that I had just checked. The next cow was charging down the alley with Ella right on her heels. Ella was a middle-aged Border Collie. She had been on the farm enough years to know her job well.Continue reading “It’s Her Job”

Where is the Volar Pouch

D. E. Larsen, DVM   Dr. Adams was a massive man, both in his physique and in his professional reputation. He was not tall, less than six feet, but very muscular. His rugged facial features made him appear to have a scowl on his face in the best of times. In those moments, when heContinue reading “Where is the Volar Pouch”