My veterinary practice has changed because strip malls, subdivisions, and sports bars are replacing feedlots, cornfields, and cow pastures. As I drive the backroads, I will see a grove of cottonwoods which used to surround an old barn where I had pulled a calf or roped a reluctant patient with a uterine prolapse. Today, the barn is gone as are the days of farm calls. Being a road warrior cow doctor is not easy, but it granted me the gift of being a full-time father to the youngest of my three. As Tyler approached age four, he decided he was...

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