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Elbow on a Grinder

D. E. Larsen, DVM The morning looked like it would be a nice early summer day in Encumclaw. The winter had seemed to run into spring, and anything approaching summer weather was yet to be seen. I was at the front counter when young Ed Carter came through the door with Max. A large GreatContinue reading “Elbow on a Grinder “

The Monsoon Rains

D. E. Larsen, DVM I went to the door again and opened it just a bit to see if the rain was coming down in sheets. I could see the officer’s quarters across the street. “Is it still raining, Larsen?” Steve Cross asked from the bar. “It’s raining harder than I have ever seen itContinue reading “The Monsoon Rains “

My First Ellwood, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM The pup tried to lift his head as he laid on the exam table, but he just didn’t have the strength to accomplish the feat. He let it settle back to the towel on the stainless steel tabletop, resigned to his fate, whatever that may be. “I don’t know anything aboutContinue reading “My First Ellwood, From the Archives”