The Unusual Colic, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM I hurried along Berlin Road as the last of the daylight was fading into twilight. Hank had an old horse down with colic. I always dreaded colic calls. Many were simple fixes, but there was no place close to send them for abdominal surgery if it was a complex colic. FewContinue reading “The Unusual Colic, From the Archives”

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”

The Taint That Ain’t, from the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM It was 12:30 on Thursday, and we were mostly closed. Thursday afternoon was reserved for golf. But the phone kept ringing, Sandy had stepped into the back, and I was tempted to not answer. But duty calls. “Good afternoon, this is Doctor Larsen,” I say as I picked up the receiver.Continue reading “The Taint That Ain’t, from the Archives”