Ageless Ida and Kitty

D. E. Larsen, DVM Ida was sitting beside her daughter, waiting patiently, with Kitty nestled in her lap. Ida was my oldest client, a tiny, frail old lady with snow-white hair. She lived by herself, but her daughter, Lila, was close at hand. Lila was no spring chicken herself. Ida drove until a couple ofContinue reading “Ageless Ida and Kitty”

The Coffee Shop Doctors

D. E. Larsen, DVM “I ain’t doing so good this morning, Guys,” Floyd said as he positioned himself at the table in Mollie’s Bakery. “Tiger is over at the Vet Clinic.” Tiger is Floyd’s sole companion since Ella died from bladder cancer a few years ago. Floyd is in his early 80s, and his nicknameContinue reading “The Coffee Shop Doctors”

What’s in a Name

D. E. Larsen, DVM When I was a young boy, my great uncle, Ern Davenport, called me “Goliath.” I never knew why he assigned me that name. My name being David gave an obvious connection, but what event prompted it has been forever lost.   My grandparents had 10 children, and there were 29 of usContinue reading “What’s in a Name”

Is He Dead Yet

D. E. Larsen, DVM We were right in the middle of a story when the phone rang. Rod was closest, so he picked up the call. Everyone else on night duty tried to look busy. Our last couple of years in Vet School was a little more strenuous than regular college. Clinic rotations made itContinue reading “Is He Dead Yet”

The Angry Awn

D. E. Larsen, DVM I glanced up the hill 100 yards, where Derek was moving through some high grass. There was a chill in the early morning of October air. This was the first weekend that I was free to hunt. We were carefully covering my favorite clearcut on the backside of Buck Mountain. AsContinue reading “The Angry Awn”