One Bite Deserves Another

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Doc, I know it’s late, but Rex is hurt pretty bad,” Reese said into the phone. “What’s going on with him, Reese?” I asked. Reese was an old rancher. He still worked a few cows, but his son did most of the hard work now. Reese was a big man, bigContinue reading “One Bite Deserves Another”

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”

The Angry Awn

D. E. Larsen, DVM I glanced up the hill 100 yards, where Derek was moving through some high grass. There was a chill in the early morning of October air. This was the first weekend that I was free to hunt. We were carefully covering my favorite clearcut on the backside of Buck Mountain. AsContinue reading “The Angry Awn”

The System is Made to Work

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Doc, I have a young heifer down in the barn,” Rob said into the phone. “She is awake and staining, almost like she is in labor, but nothing is happening, and she isn’t much over a year old.” At least she is in a barn, I thought as I looked outContinue reading “The System is Made to Work”

Colleagues

D. E. Larsen, DVM I looked at the large black tumor on Dr. Walker’s old gray mare as I wrapped the tail. It was a good thing that the horse was gentle. There were no facilities, and I was at considerable risk, standing directly behind the mare. This tumor was the size of a smallContinue reading “Colleagues”