The Winos

D. E. Larsen, DVM Our first weeks in Enumclaw, Washington, were busy. Our move from Colorado had been an experience, but that was in the past. I was busy establishing myself in a busy veterinary practice. Sandy was active with the girls, trying to make the house a home. After just finishing school on borrowedContinue reading “The Winos”

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 “