The Salamander’s Tale

D. E. Larsen, DVM Jake lifted his young son out of the pickup and handed him off to Sue as he opened the tailgate and let Bruiser jump out of the pickup bed. They could already feel the cooling breeze coming from the river and providing some welcome relief from the Mid Willamette Valley’s AugustContinue reading “The Salamander’s Tale”

When do You Say When

D. E. Larsen, DVM Nessie came out from under the feed rack, shaking her head vigorously as the small rat hung limply from her mouth. Nessie was a small, straw-colored Cairn Terrier.  “That’s the way to get ‘em,” Ayers hollered as Nessie discarded the dead rat and ran up the hill toward us. Ayers laughedContinue reading “When do You Say When”

A Quilter’s Quilt

D. E. Larsen, DVM When I first started practice in Enumclaw, Joyce was a frequent visitor at the clinic. She was an attractive young lady who was a client but usually just visited with the girls in the office. When I had free time, she always seemed to want to talk with me about aContinue reading “A Quilter’s Quilt”

The Perfect Shot

D. E. Larsen, DVM I thumbed through the journal, scanning the pages for something interesting before discarding it onto the pile on my desk. I seldom read anything cover to cover, but I could rapidly review the pages and pick out any interesting articles. Those articles I could quickly scan a little closer in aContinue reading “The Perfect Shot”

Note on My Brother, Larry Larsen

D. E. Larsen, DVM I started writing bits and pieces in the 1990s. Those writings were brief, maybe all my papers are brief, but those were 200 to 400 words. They helped preserve some of those moments, and I still refer to those notes when pondering a topic. About this same time, my oldest brotherContinue reading “Note on My Brother, Larry Larsen”