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Jerd

D. E. Larsen, DVM Peggy was lying on the kitchen floor and reaching as far as possible under the wood cookstove. “I can almost reach him,” Peggy said. “Leave him alone. He will just scratch you,” I said. “Jerd doesn’t like us.” Jerd was our grandmother’s cat. He was a short-haired, white cat with oneContinue reading “Jerd “

The Young Boy and the Creek

D. E. Larsen, DVM When spring finally came in my third grade year and I was deemed old enough to fish in the creek by myself. I was nine years old that March. I am not sure why it took Mom so long to come to the conclusion that I was old enough. I knewContinue reading “The Young Boy and the Creek “

The Nineteenth Hole

D. E. Larsen, DVM Preface: This year of 2022 is seeing continued violence on many fronts. We watch the evening news, and there are daily shootings in Portland. The city crumbles under incompetent leadership. The political divide in this country seems to prevent many people from crossing party lines at the voting booth to effectContinue reading “The Nineteenth Hole”