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The Old Sickle Mower, From the Archives, first published on April 26, 2020

D. E. Larsen, DVM I hated this hole. I was trying to visualize the perfect shot as I placed my ball on the tee. Standing back behind the ball, I took a deep breath. Even with my slice, I could play this hole. I never understood why it bothered me so. The 8th hole atContinue reading “The Old Sickle Mower, From the Archives, first published on April 26, 2020”

Two’s Company, Three’s a Crowd, From the Archives, first published 20 February, 2020

D. E. Larsen, DVM I came through the back door of the clinic in Enumclaw, I liked to get into the clinic early. Jack was just cleaning up from an early morning call. “You are here a little early,” Jack said as I squeezed past him at the utility tub. “I have been coming aContinue reading “Two’s Company, Three’s a Crowd, From the Archives, first published 20 February, 2020”

Dog Food Battle

D. E. Larsen, DVM I had just settled into my desk chair and started through the stack of files from the busy day. It was nice to be busy. It seemed to make these quiet moments more relaxing. Just then, Ruth leaned in through the office door. “Jason just caught me when I was lockingContinue reading “Dog Food Battle”