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Gus and the Manure Pile

D. E. Larsen, DVM Manure piles were (and still are to some extent) standard fare on Oregon farms. They were located around the barn somewhere and served multiple uses. They came in many shapes and sizes. Smaller places had a simple pile outside a doorway where the barn was cleaned. Larger farms had more elaborateContinue reading “Gus and the Manure Pile”

Brownie, 1953

Brownie, 1953 D. E. Larsen, DVM I woke to an empty bedroom. The sky was clear and the morning sun was out, but there was still a chill to the summer air. I laid still and tried to listen to hear my brothers downstairs. I hated to wake to an empty room. Did the monsterContinue reading “Brownie, 1953”

Old Three Toes

D. E. Larsen, DVM When I was growing up in Coos County one rarely encountered a Coyote, except on the high ridges. We didn’t think much about it at the time. That was just the way it was. I remember the first coyote I saw, on the top of Sugarloaf Mountain, on a cold morningContinue reading “Old Three Toes”