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”

The Coffee Shop Doctors

D. E. Larsen, DVM “I ain’t doing so good this morning, Guys,” Floyd said as he positioned himself at the table in Mollie’s Bakery. “Tiger is over at the Vet Clinic.” Tiger is Floyd’s sole companion since Ella died from bladder cancer a few years ago. Floyd is in his early 80s, and his nicknameContinue reading “The Coffee Shop Doctors”

On the Wheel with a Broken Wheel

D. E. Larsen, DVM Pat was standing at the counter, clutching a shoebox in her hands. “I know we impose on your generosity, Dr. Larsen,” she said. “But the class is heartbroken over Blossom. Can you get a look at her?” “Don’t feel like you’re imposing, Pat,” I said. “I see all the classroom petsContinue reading “On the Wheel with a Broken Wheel”